In The Ghetto
Recorded by Elvis Presley
Written by Mac Davis
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As the snow flies
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On a cold and gray Chicago morn
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A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his momma cries
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Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
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Is another little 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 someday
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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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As the world turns
Em
A hungry little boy with a running nose
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Plays in the streets 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
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And he learns how to steal 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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And he buys a gun and he steals a car tries to run but don't get far
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And his momma cries
Em
As a crowd gathers round and the angry young man
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Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
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And as the young man dies on a cold and gray Chicago morn
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Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto
And his momma cries
And his momma cries