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In The Ghetto 
Medium
by Elvis Presley
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As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little child is born in the ghetto
And his 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's to feed in the
People, don't you understand the child needs a hand?
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man day
a look at you and me, are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way?
Well the world turns and a hungry little boy a runny
Plays in the street as the cold wind in the ghetto
And his 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
one night in desperation a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car, to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a gathers 'round an angry man
on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
As her man dies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his mama cries
A poor little child is born in the ghetto
And his 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's to feed in the
People, don't you understand the child needs a hand?
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man day
a look at you and me, are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way?
Well the world turns and a hungry little boy a runny
Plays in the street as the cold wind in the ghetto
And his 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
one night in desperation a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car, to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a gathers 'round an angry man
on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
As her man dies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his mama cries
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