The Baron

In the ghetto Elvis
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As the snow flies - on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
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a poor little baby child is born. in the ghetto.
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And his mama cries - cause if there's onething she doesn't need
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it's another hungry mouth to feed. In the ghetto.
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People, don't you understand, the child needs a helping hand
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he would grow to be an angry man someday.
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Take a look at you and me, are we to blind to see.
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Or do we simply turn our heads and looks the other way ?
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Where the world turns - and a hungry little boy with the running nose
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plays in the street as the cold winds blows. In the ghetto.
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And his hunger burns - and he starts to roam the streets at night
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And he learns how to steel and he learns how to fight.
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In the ghetto.
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And then one night in desperation a young man breaks away,
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He buy a gun, he steals a car, he has to run, but he don't get far,
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And his mama cries - as a growd gather's 'round an angry young man,
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Face down in the street with a gun in his hand. In the ghetto.
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And as her young man died - on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
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Another little baby child is born. In the ghetto, Ooh, Ohh.
And his mama cries ...