Elvis Presley - The Ghetto

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As the snow flies.    



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On a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another liitle baby child is born



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In the ghetto



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And his mother cries  ( in the ghetto )



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'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry



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mouth to feed      In the ghetto



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Now people don't you understand   The child needs a helping hand



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Or he'll grow up to be  an angry young man some day



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Take a look at you and me   Are we too blind to see



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Or do we just   turn our heads   and look the other way



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as the world turns



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and a hungry little child with a runny nose  plays in the streets



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as the cold wind blows    And his hunger burns



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So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal



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and he learns how to fight    In the ghetto



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And then one night in desperation   A young man breaks away



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He buys a gun   steals a car   tries to run  but he don't get far



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and his mother cries



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As a crowd gathers 'round   an angry young man    face down in the street



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with a gun in his hand    



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as her young man dies



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on a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another little baby child is born



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In the ghetto



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And his mama cries