Elvis On The Radio Steel Guitar In My Soul Lyrics

As the snow flies

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mother cries

Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

As the snow flies

From Elvis - In the Ghetto

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Songwriter(s): Ernest Drummond William
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