The Cranberries - In The Ghetto (Elvis Presley cover) | Текст песни

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As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto.
And his mama cries,
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto.

So people, won't you understand the child needs a helping hand,
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day?
And 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 a poor little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street while 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 a young man breaks away,
He finds a gun and he steals a car
And he tries to run, but he doesn't get far,
And his mama cries.

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto.
As her young man dies on a cold and gray Chicago morning
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto.

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