In The Ghetto Akor - Elvis Presley

A          D  A  D
As the snow flies
     E
On a cold and gray chicago mornin'
  D                E
A poor little baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his mama cries
          E
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
        D            E
It's an-other hungry mouth to feed
       A      D  A
In the ghetto
                  E
People, don't you understand
                  D           A
The child needs a heeee-lping hand
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Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
               E
Take a look at you and me,
           D            A
Are we too bliiiiind to see,
D            A
Do we simply turn our heads
    E
And look the other way
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Well the world turns
      E
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
D                          E
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
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In the ghetto
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And his hunger burns
      E
So he starts to roam the streets at night
       D
And he learns how to steal
       E
And he learns how to fight
       A      D  A
In the ghetto
E
Then one night in desperation
  D         A
A young man breaks away
   D           A
He buys a gun, steals a car,
E
Tries to run, but he don't get far
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And his mama cries
     E
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
     D                         E
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
       A      D  A  D
In the ghetto
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As her young man dies,
     E
On a cold and gray chicago mornin',
   D                 E
An-other little baby child is born
       A      D A D
In the ghetto