Into The Ghetto Lyrics - Elvis Presley

As the snow flies 

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' 

A poor little baby child is born 

In the ghetto 

And his mama cries 

'cause if there's one thing that she don't need 

It's another hungry mouth to feed 

In the ghetto 

People, don't you understand 

The child needs a helping hand 

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

Take a look at you and me 

Are we too blind to see 

Do we simply turn our heads 

And look the other way 

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Well the world turns 

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose 

Plays in the street 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 

Then one night in desperation 

The young man breaks away 

He buys a gun, steals a car 

Tries to run, but he don't get far 

And his mama cries 

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As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man 

Face down on the street with a gun in his hand 

In the ghetto 

As her young man dies 

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' 

Another little baby child is born 

In the ghetto 

And his mama cries