Elvis Aaron Presley nació el 8 de enero de 1935, en East Tupelo, Mississipi. Como hijo gemelo sobreviviente de Vernon y Gladys Smith Presley, quienes trabajaban en una compañía de pinturas y en un hospital como enfermera, respectivamente, el jovencito de ojos melancólicos vivió una vida de apego a su madre, particularmente tras el cambio de residencia familiar a la ciudad de Memphis, Tennesee, donde a partir de sus trece años empezó a desarrollar un interés por el blues.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Title: In the Ghetto Artist: Elvis Presley by Maxo3 __________________________________________________________
Hi! I wrote the chords as they are in the real song. They look hard and ugly, but they are very simple and easy in the way I show you. __________________________________________________________
Riff 1: This is based in Bb - Bbsus4 --------------------------------------------------------| --------3-----3/4--3/4--3/4---------3-----3/4--3/4--3---| -----3-----3--3----3----3--------3-----3--3----3----3---| --------------------------------------------------------| --1---------------------------1-------------------------| --------------------------------------------------------|
Riff 1 As the snow flies... Dm On a cold and grey Chicago morning Eb F Riff 1 A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
Riff 1 And his mamma cries... Dm 'Cos if there's one thing that she dont need Eb F Riff 1 It is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
[Chorus 1] Dm People dont you understand EbBb The child needs a helping hand EbFBb Or he'll gonna be an angry young man some day
[Chorus 2] Dm Take a look at you and me EbBb Are we too blind to see EbDmCm Or 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
[Chorus 2] Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away He buys a gun, he steals a car, He tries to run but he dont get far
And his mamma cries... As a crowd gathers round an angry young man Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
And as her young man dies... On a cold and grey Chicago morning Another little baby child is born in the ghetto... ______________________________________________________________________ ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Please contact me if you have any daubt: [email protected] Thanks Max Hardy-Werbin