Elvis Presley

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C
As the snow flies  
     Em
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
  F                G7                   C
A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto   
                               
And his momma cries 
      Em
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
   F                     G7                   C
Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto

                 G7                         F         C
People don't you understand the child needs a helping hand
   F                   G7                  C
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man someday
               G7                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 
       C
As the world turns  

  Em
A hungry little boy with a running nose
F                           G7                     C
Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the ghetto 
        
And his hunger burns 
      Em
So he starts to roam the streets at night
       F                          G7                         C
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto

    G7                                F                C
And then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
       F                 Em           Dm
And he buys a gun and he steals a car tries to run but don't get far 
        C
And his momma cries 
     Em
As a crowd gathers round and the angry young man
      F                      G7                     C
Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto 

                               Em
And as the young man dies on a cold and gray Chicago morn 
F                   G7                   C
Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto 
And his momma cries
And his momma cries