In The Ghetto

artist: Elvis Presley 1967




"IN THE GHETTO"
by: elvis presley
(words & music by scott davis)

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
Its 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 some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
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
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers round
an angry young man
Face down on the street
with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin,
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

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