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In the Ghetto

Song Author Mac Davis Lyrics by: Mac Davis Performer: Elvis Presley Submitted by: siggistud
[Bb]    
As the [Bb]snow flies.
On a [Dm]cold and gray Chicago morning
a [Eb]poor little baby [F]child is born
in the [Bb]ghetto.

And his [Bb]mama cries.
'Cause if [Dm]there's one thing that she don't need
It's a[Eb]nother hungry [F]mouth to feed
In the [Bb]ghetto.

People, don't you [F]understand
The child needs a [Eb]helping [Bb]hand   
Or [Eb]he'll grow to be an [F]angry young man some [Bb]day   
Take a look at [F]you and me.
Are we too [Eb]blind to [Bb]see?   
[Eb]Do we simply [Dm]turn our heads
and [Cm]look the other [F]way?

Well the [Bb]world turns
And a [Dm]hungry little boy with a runny nose
[Eb]Plays in the street as the [F]cold wind blows
in the [Bb]ghetto.

And his [Bb]hunger burns
So he [Dm]starts to roam the streets at night
And he [Eb]learns how to steal
and he [F]learns how to fight
in the [Bb]ghetto.

[F]Then one night in desperation
the [Eb]young man breaks a[Bb]way   
He [Eb]buys a gun, [Dm]steals a car,
[Cm]Tries to run, but [F]he don't get far.

And his [Bb]mama cries
As a [Dm]crowd gathers round an angry young man
Face [Eb]down on the street with a [F]gun in his hand
in the [Bb]ghetto.

As her [Bb]young man dies
On a [Dm]cold and gray Chicago morning
A[Eb]nother little baby [F]child is born
in the [Bb]ghetto.

And his [Bb]mama cries.


As the snow flies.
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
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
the 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 morning
Another little baby child is born
in the ghetto.

And his mama cries.

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