The Ghetto Chords

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From: cs902154@ariel.yorku.ca (RONALD W ENGLISH)

The Ghetto, Elvis Presley

This song was written by Mac Davis of "Oh Lord, It's Hard To Be Humble "
fame.

The real name of the song  is " The Vicious Circle "


Intro:   A  D   A   D
A                      D A
As the snow flies.

      Amaj7                         Bm                 E
On a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another liitle baby child is born

       A             D A      D A
In the ghetto

A                          D A
And his mother cries  ( in the ghetto )

          Amaj7                                       Bm
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry

E                        A           D A
mouth to feed      In the ghetto

                     E                               D       A
Now people don't you understand   The child needs a helping hand

        D                 E                     A
Or he'll grow up to be  an angry young man some day

               E                       Bm      A
Take a look at you and me   Are we too blind to see

   D            Amaj7                    Bm             E
Or do we just   turn our heads   and look the other way

      A              D A
as the world turns

      Amaj7                                  Bm           .
and a hungry little child with a runny nose  plays in the streets

      E                          A                 D  A
as the cold wind blows    And his hunger burns

      Amaj7                                          Bm
So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal

       E                              A         D A    D A
and he learns how to fight    In the ghetto

    E                              Bm                 A
And then one night in desperation   A young man breaks away

   D           Amaj7           Bm                  E
He buys a gun   steals a car   tries to run  but he don't get far

       A                    D A
and his mother cries

    Amaj7                                         Bm
As a crowd gathers 'round   an angry young man    face down in the street

      E
with a gun in his hand

               A           D A
as her young man dies

      Amaj7                         Bm                 E
on a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another little baby child is born

      A           D A
In the ghetto

                       D A
And his mama cries