In the Ghetto Elvis Presley
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[Zwrotka]
CAs the snow flieseOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin'FA poor little baby Gchild was bornCIn the ghettoCAnd his mama criese'cause if there's one thing that she don't needFit's another hungry Gmouth to feedCIn the ghetto[Refren]
People, don't you Gunderstandthe child needs a
Fhelping Chandor
Fhe'll grow to be an Gangry young man some CdayCTake a look at Gyou and meare we too
Fblind to CseeFdo we simply turn our eheadsand
Flook the other Gway[Zwrotka]
Well the Cworld turnseand a hungry little boy with a runny noseFplays in the street as the Gcold wind blowsCIn the ghettoCAnd his hunger burnseso he starts to roam the streets at nightFand he learns how to stealGand he learns how to fightCIn the ghetto[Mostek]
GThen one night in desperationFa young man breaksC awayFHe buys a gun, esteals a carFtries to run, but heG don't get farCAnd his mama cries[Zwrotka]
eAs a crowd gathers 'round an angry young manFface down on the street with a Ggun in his handCIn the ghettoCAs her young man dies,eon a cold and gray Chicago mornin'Fanother little baby Gchild is bornCIn the ghettoCAnd his mama cries.
