Elvis Presley - In the ghetto

1. As the ^C snow flies, on a ^Em cold and grey Chicago morning a ^F poor little baby ^G7 child is born in the ^C ghetto.

And his ^C mamma cries, `cause if <sup>Em</sup> there`s something she don`t need it`s ^F another hungry ^G7 mouth to feed , in the ^C ghetto.

People don`t you <sup>G</sup>understand, the <sup>G</sup> child needs a <sup>F</sup> helping <sup>C</sup> hand, or <sup>F</sup> he`ll grow to be an ^G7 angry young man some ^C day.

Take a look at ^G you and me, are we too ^F blind to ^C see? Or ^F do we simply ^Em turn our heads and ^G7 look the other ^Dm way?

2. Well, the ^C world turns, and a ^Em hungry little boy with a running nose, ^F plays in the street as the ^G7 cold wind blows, in the C ghetto

And his ^Chunger burns, and he s ^Em tarts to roam the streets at night, and he ^F learns how to steal and he ^G7 learns how to fight, in the ^C ghetto.

3. And ^G then one night in desperation a ^F young man breaks ^C away, he ^F buys a gun, ^Em steals a car, ^Dm7 tries to run, but he don`t get G far

and his ^C mamma cries, as the ^Em crowd gathers round an angry young man, face ^F down in the street with his ^G7 gun in his hand, in the ^C ghetto.

And as her ^C young man dies, on a ^Em cold and grey Chicago morning, ^F another little baby ^G7 child is born in the ^C ghetto.