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In the Ghetto - Elvis Presley C em7 As the snow flies. On a cold and grey Chicago morn' F G7 C a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto. And his mother cries. 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry mouth to feed. In the ghetto G F C Now people don't you understand: The child needs a helping hand F G7 C Or he'll grow up to be an angry young man some day G F C Take a look at you and me. Are we too blind to see F em dm G7 Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way As the world turns and a hungry little child with a runny nose plays in the streets 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. G F C And then one night in desperation a young man breaks away F em dm G7 He buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run but he don't get far And his mother cries as a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto. And as the young man dies on a cold and grey Chicago morn' another little baby child is born in the ghetto. C F C And his mama cries
This song was written by Mac Davis of "Oh Lord, It's Hard to be humble" fame. The real name of the song is "The Vicious Circle" (Ronald)