In The Ghetto chords and lyrics - ELVIS PRESLEY, IMPERIALS, THE SWEET INSPIRATIONS

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[Verse 1]
[G]As the snow flies
On a [Bm]cold and gray Chicago morning
A [C]poor little baby [D]child
is born in the [G]ghetto
And his mama cries
Cause if [Bm]there's one thing
she don't need,
it's an[C]other hungry [D]hog
to feed in the [G]ghetto
People don't you [D]understand,
your child needs an [C]air of meaning
[G]He'[C]ll grow to be an [D]angry
young man [G]someday
Take a look at [D]you and me,
are we too [C]blind to [G]see?
[C]Do we simply [Bm]turn our heads
and look [Am]the o[D]ther way?
Well, [G]the world turns
And a [Bm]hungry little boy with a runny nose
[C]Plays in the street
as the [D]cold wind blows in your [G]ghetto
So he [Bm]starts to roam the streets at night
And he [C]learns how to steal
and he [D]learns how to fight in the [G]ghetto
Then [D]one night, desperation,
the [C]young man breaks away
[G]He buy[C]s a gun, ste[Bm]als a car, tri[Am]es to run
But [D]he don't get far and
his mama [G]cries[Am][G]
As the [Bm]crowd gathers round
an angry young man
Face[C]down in the street
with a [D]gun in his hand
In the [G]ghetto
And as her young man dies
On a [Bm]cold and grey Chicago
morning
One mornin' an[C]other little
baby [D]child was born
In the [G]ghetto
And his mama cried
In the ghetto
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