Elvis Presley In the Ghetto

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