Elvis Presley – In The Ghetto (Ukulele)

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As the snow flies

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On a cold and gray chicago mornin

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A poor little baby child is born

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In the ghetto

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And his mama cries

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cause if theres one thing that she dont need

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Its another hungry mouth to feed

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In the ghetto

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People, dont you understand

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The child needs a helping hand

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Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day

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Take a look at you and me,

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Are we too blind to see,

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Do we simply turn our heads

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And look the other way

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Well the world turns

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And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

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Plays in the street as the cold wind blows

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In the ghetto

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And his hunger burns

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So he starts to roam the streets at night

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And he learns how to steal

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And he learns how to fight

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In the ghetto

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Then one night in desperation

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A young man breaks away

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He buys a gun, steals a car,

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Tries to run, but he dont get far

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And his mama cries

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As a crowd gathers round an angry young man

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Face down on the street with a gun in his hand

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In the ghetto

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As her young man dies,

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On a cold and gray chicago mornin,

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Another little baby child is born

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In the ghetto