Chords for Elvis & Lisa Marie Presley - In The Ghetto (Lyrics) ♥
Tempo:
84.7 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Dm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb] [Eb] [Bb] As the snow flies, [Eb] [Bb] [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, a poor little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
And his mama cries, [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she [Eb] don't need, it's another [F] hundred pounds of [Bb] feed in the ghetto.
[Eb] People [F] don't you understand, that y'all [Eb] need to help [Bb] him, [Eb] he'll grow [F] to be an angry [Bb] old man someday.
[F] Take a look at you and me, [Eb] we're too blind [Bb] to see, [Eb] and you is [Bb] separate, turn our [Cm] heads and look the [F] other way.
Well [Bb] the world turns, and [Dm] a hungry little boy with a red [Eb] nose, plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows in the ghetto.
And his hunger burns, so [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night, and he learns how to steal, and he [F] learns how to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
[F] Then one night in desperation, [Eb] a young [Bb] man breaks away, [Eb] he buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to run, but he [F] don't get far.
And [Bb] his mama cries, [Cm] [Bb] [Dm] as the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in his hand in [Bb] the ghetto.
And as her young man dies, [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little baby [F] child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
And his mama [Eb] cries, [Bb] [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[F] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born [Gm] in the ghetto.
[Eb]
And his mama cries, [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she [Eb] don't need, it's another [F] hundred pounds of [Bb] feed in the ghetto.
[Eb] People [F] don't you understand, that y'all [Eb] need to help [Bb] him, [Eb] he'll grow [F] to be an angry [Bb] old man someday.
[F] Take a look at you and me, [Eb] we're too blind [Bb] to see, [Eb] and you is [Bb] separate, turn our [Cm] heads and look the [F] other way.
Well [Bb] the world turns, and [Dm] a hungry little boy with a red [Eb] nose, plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows in the ghetto.
And his hunger burns, so [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night, and he learns how to steal, and he [F] learns how to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
[F] Then one night in desperation, [Eb] a young [Bb] man breaks away, [Eb] he buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to run, but he [F] don't get far.
And [Bb] his mama cries, [Cm] [Bb] [Dm] as the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in his hand in [Bb] the ghetto.
And as her young man dies, [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little baby [F] child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
And his mama [Eb] cries, [Bb] [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[F] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born [Gm] in the ghetto.
[Eb]
Key:
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Eb
F
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Cm
Bb
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[Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ As the snow flies, _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, a poor little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ And his mama cries, _ _ _ [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she [Eb] don't need, it's another [F] hundred pounds of [Bb] feed in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] People [F] don't you understand, that y'all [Eb] need to help [Bb] him, [Eb] he'll grow [F] to be an angry [Bb] old man someday.
_ [F] Take a look at you and me, [Eb] we're too blind [Bb] to see, [Eb] and you is [Bb] separate, turn our [Cm] heads and look the [F] other way.
_ Well [Bb] the world turns, and _ [Dm] a hungry little boy with a red [Eb] nose, plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ And his hunger burns, _ _ _ so [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night, and he learns how to steal, and he [F] learns how to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Then one night in desperation, [Eb] a young [Bb] man breaks away, [Eb] he buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to run, but he [F] don't get far.
And [Bb] his mama cries, [Cm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Dm] as the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in his hand in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ _ And as her young man dies, _ _ _ [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little baby [F] child is born [Bb] in the ghetto. _ _ _ _ _
And his mama _ [Eb] cries, [Bb] _ _ [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ [Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ _ [F] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born _ [Gm] in the ghetto.
_ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And his mama cries, _ _ _ [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she [Eb] don't need, it's another [F] hundred pounds of [Bb] feed in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] People [F] don't you understand, that y'all [Eb] need to help [Bb] him, [Eb] he'll grow [F] to be an angry [Bb] old man someday.
_ [F] Take a look at you and me, [Eb] we're too blind [Bb] to see, [Eb] and you is [Bb] separate, turn our [Cm] heads and look the [F] other way.
_ Well [Bb] the world turns, and _ [Dm] a hungry little boy with a red [Eb] nose, plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ And his hunger burns, _ _ _ so [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night, and he learns how to steal, and he [F] learns how to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Then one night in desperation, [Eb] a young [Bb] man breaks away, [Eb] he buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to run, but he [F] don't get far.
And [Bb] his mama cries, [Cm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Dm] as the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in his hand in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ _ _ _ _ And as her young man dies, _ _ _ [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little baby [F] child is born [Bb] in the ghetto. _ _ _ _ _
And his mama _ [Eb] cries, [Bb] _ _ [Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is [Bb] born in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ [Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago [Eb] morning, another little [F] baby child is born [Bb] in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ _ [F] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born _ [Gm] in the ghetto.
_ [Eb] _ _ _
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