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Elvis Presley
IN THE GHETTO
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IN THE GHETTO,
Elvis Presley
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As the snow flies
on a cold and gray chicago mornin'
a poor little baby child is born
in the ghetto
and his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
in the ghetto
people, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
in the ghetto
and his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
in the ghetto
then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
he buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
and his mama cries
as a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
in the ghetto
as her young man dies,
on a cold and gray chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
in the ghetto
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As the snow flies on a cold and gray chicago mornin' a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto and his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto people, don't you understand the child needs a helping hand or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see, do we simply turn our heads and look the other way well the world turns and a hungry little boy with a runny nose plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto and his hunger burns so he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto then one night in desperation a young man breaks away he buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far and his mama cries as a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto as her young man dies, on a cold and gray chicago mornin', another little baby child is born in the ghetto
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