Elvis Presley - In the ghetto

As the ^Bbsnow flies ^Bb On a ^Dmcold and gray chicago mornin' A ^Ebpoor little baby ^Fchild is born In the ^Bbghetto ^Bb And his ^Bbmama cries ^Bb Cause if ^Dmtheres one thing that she don't need It's an^Ebother hungry ^Fmouth to feed In the ^Bbghetto ^Bb

People, dont you ^Funderstand The child needs a ^Ebhelping ^Bbhand Or ^Ebhe'll grow to be an ^Fangry young man some ^Bbday ^BbTake a look at y^Fou and me, Are we too ^Ebblind to s^Bbee, ^EbDo we simply t^Dmurn our heads And ^Eblook the other w^Fay

Well the ^Bbworld turns ^Bb And a ^Dmhungry little boy with a runny nose ^EbPlays in the street as the c^Fold wind blows In the ^Bbghetto ^Bb And his ^Bbhunger burns ^Bb So he ^Dmstarts to roam the streets at night And he ^Eblearns how to steal And he ^Flearns how to fight In the ^Bbghetto ^Bb

^FThen one night in desperation A yo^Ebung man breaks a^Bbway He ^Ebbuys a gun, ^Dmsteals a car, ^EbTries to run, but he ^Fdon't get far And his ^Bbmama cries ^Bb

As a c^Dmrowd gathers round an angry young man Face ^Ebdown on the street with a ^Fgun in his hand In the g^Bbhetto ^Bb As he^Bbr young man dies,^Bb On a ^Dmcold and gray chicago mornin', Ano^Ebther little baby ^Fchild is born In the ^Bbghetto ^Bb And his ^Bbmama cries ^Bb