ELVIS LESLEYIN THE GHETTO
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IN THE GHETTO




As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mama cries

'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man one day
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see?
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

Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun
He steals a car
He tries to run
But he doesn't get far

And his mama 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 gray Chicago mornin'
Another hungry baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mama cries




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