Текст песни Elvis Presley - In The Ghetto
Elvis Presley - In The Ghetto слова песни
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 understandthe child needs a helping handor he`ll grow to be an angry young man some dayTake a look at you and me,are we too blind to see,do we simply turn our headsand look the other wayWell 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 stealand he learns how to fightIn the ghettoThen one night in desperationa young man breaks awayHe buys a gun, steals a car,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 ghettoAs her young man dies,on a cold and gray Chicago mornin`,another little baby child is bornIn the ghetto