Elvis Presley - In the ghetto

As the ^A#snow flies ^A# On a ^Dmcold and gray chicago mornin' A ^D#poor little baby ^Fchild is born In the ^A#ghetto ^A# And his ^A#mama cries ^A# Cause if ^Dmtheres one thing that she don't need It's an^D#other hungry ^Fmouth to feed In the ^A#ghetto ^A#

People, dont you ^Funderstand The child needs a ^D#helping ^A#hand Or ^D#he'll grow to be an ^Fangry young man some ^A#day ^A#Take a look at y^Fou and me, Are we too ^D#blind to s^A#ee, ^D#Do we simply t^Dmurn our heads And ^D#look the other w^Fay

Well the ^A#world turns ^A# And a ^Dmhungry little boy with a runny nose ^D#Plays in the street as the c^Fold wind blows In the ^A#ghetto ^A# And his ^A#hunger burns ^A# So he ^Dmstarts to roam the streets at night And he ^D#learns how to steal And he ^Flearns how to fight In the ^A#ghetto ^A#

^FThen one night in desperation A yo^D#ung man breaks a^A#way He ^D#buys a gun, ^Dmsteals a car, ^D#Tries to run, but he ^Fdon't get far And his ^A#mama cries ^A#

As a c^Dmrowd gathers round an angry young man Face ^D#down on the street with a ^Fgun in his hand In the g^A#hetto ^A# As he^A#r young man dies,^A# On a ^Dmcold and gray chicago mornin', Ano^D#ther little baby ^Fchild is born In the ^A#ghetto ^A# And his ^A#mama cries ^A#