Karaoké In the Ghetto (duet) Elvis Presley & Lisa Marie Presley

As the snow flies

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto

And his mama cries

'Cos if there's one thing that she don't need it's another little hungry mouth to feed 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

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

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

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

And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man

Face down in the street with a gun in his hand

In the ghetto

And as her young man dies

As her young man dies

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born in the ghetto

And his mama cries

And his mama cries

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born in the ghetto

In the ghetto

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto

In the ghetto

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born in the ghetto