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In The Ghetto 
Medium
by Elvis Presley
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As the flies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born in the
And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
People, don't you understand the child needs a 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?
Well the and a little boy a nose
Plays in the as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
And his hunger burns, so he to roam the at night
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
Then one night in desperation a young man breaks away
He a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd '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'
baby child is born in the
And his mama cries
A poor little baby child is born in the
And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
People, don't you understand the child needs a 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?
Well the and a little boy a nose
Plays in the as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
And his hunger burns, so he to roam the at night
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
Then one night in desperation a young man breaks away
He a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd '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'
baby child is born in the
And his mama cries
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