From: andronicus451@gmail.com   
      
   IN THE GHETTO (1969)   
      
   As the snow flies   
   On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'   
   A poor little baby child is born   
   In the ghetto   
   (In the ghetto)   
      
   And his mama cries   
   'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need   
   It is another hungry mouth to feed   
   In the ghetto   
   (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   
      
   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   
   (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   
   (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   
   As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man   
   Face down on the street with a gun in his hand   
   In the ghetto   
   (In the ghetto)   
      
   And as her young man dies   
   (In the ghetto)   
      
   On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'   
   Another little baby child is born   
   In the ghetto   
   (In the ghetto)   
      
   And his mama cries   
   (In the ghetto)   
   (In the ghetto)   
   (Ah)   
      
   ORIGINAL VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Ox1Tore9nw   
      
   Lyrics by Mac Davis, sung by Elvis Presley   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)