In The Ghetto (originally by Elvis Presley) – Bobbie GentryBy As the snow fliesOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin’A poor little baby child is bornIn the ghettoAnd his mama cries‘Cause if there’s one thing that she don’t needIt’s another hungry mouth to feedIn the ghettoPeople, don’t you understandA child needs a helpin’ handOr he’ll grow to be an angry young man somedayTake a look at you and meAre we too blind to see?Do we simply turn our headsAnd look the other way?Well, the world turnsAnd a hungry little boy with a runny nosePlays in the street as the cold wind blowsIn the ghettoAnd his hunger burnsSo he starts to roam the streets at nightAnd he learns how to steal and he learns how to fightIn the ghettoThen one night in desperationThe young man breaks awayHe buys a gun and he steals a carHe tries to run, but he don’t get farAnd his mama criesAs a crowd gathers ’round an angry young manFace down on the street with a gun in his handIn the ghettoAnd as her young man diesOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin’Another little baby child is bornIn the ghettoAnd his mama cries www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20