Elvis Presley In the ghetto

 In the ghetto (Elvis Presley)

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As the snow flies, on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

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a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto. 

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And his mama cries, 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need

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it's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto.

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People, don't you understand the child needs a helping hand

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or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day.

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Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see,

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or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way.

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Well the world turns, and a hungry little boy with a runny nose

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plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto.

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And his hunger burns, so he starts to roam the streets at night

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and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto.

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Then one night in desperation a young man breaks away.

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He buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far.

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And his mama cries as a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man

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face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto.

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As her young man dies, on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',

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another little baby child is born in the ghetto.