The Ghetto, Elvis Presley
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Intro: A D A D
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As the snow flies.
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On a cold and grey Chicago morn' and a poor liitle baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his momma cries ( in the ghetto )
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'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry
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mouth to feed In the ghetto
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Now people don't you understand The child needs a helping hand
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Or he'll grow up 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 just turn our heads and look the other way
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as the world turns
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and a hungry little child with a runny nose plays in the streets
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as the cold wind blows in the ghetto And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal
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and he learns how to fight In the ghetto
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And then one night in desperation The 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 mother cries
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As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street
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with a gun in his hand In the ghetto
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as her young man dies
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on a cold and grey Chicago morn' another little baby child is born
A D A
In the ghetto
D A
And his mama cries
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