Loud and Clear!!

Heard Presleys rendition of this song after a long time, haven't stopped thinking about it since

In the Ghetto

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his momma cries
Coz if there’s one thing that she don’t need
Is another hungry mouth to feed
In the Ghetto

In the ghetto

People don’t you understand
The child needs a helping hand
He’ll grow to be an angry young man someday
I 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 the hungry little boy with the runny nose
Plays on 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 learns how to fight
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 momma cries

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
Faced down in the streets 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 morning
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his momma cries

In the ghetto

In the ghetto...