Intro: A D A D A D A As the snow flies. Amaj7 On a cold and grey Chicago morn' Bm E another little baby child is born A D A D A In the ghetto A D A And his mother cries ( in the ghetto ) Amaj7 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, Bm E It's another little hungry mouth to feed A D A In the ghetto E Now people don't you understand D A The child needs a helping hand D E A Or he'll grow up to be an angry young man some day E Bm A Take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see D Amaj7 Bm E Or do we just turn our heads and look the other way A D A As the world turns Amaj7 And a hungry little child with a runny nose Bm plays in the streets E A D A As the cold wind blows And his hunger burns Amaj7 So he starts to roam the streets at night Bm and he learns how to steal E And he learns how to fight A D A D A In the ghetto E And then one night in desperation Bm A A young man breaks away D Amaj7 He buys a gun steals a car Bm E tries to run but he don't get far A D A And his mother cries Amaj7 As a crowd gathers 'round Bm an angry young man face down in the street E A D A With a gun in his hand As her young man dies Amaj7 An a cold and grey Chicago morn' Bm E another little baby child is born A D A D A In the ghetto And his mama cries
quinta-feira, 20 de julho de 2006
In the Ghetto
Elvis Presley
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