along the western seaboard Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][A][Asus4][Am]
[F][Am][G][Am]
[F][Am][F][G][F]
[Am][F][G][F]
[C][G][C][G]

[Verse 1]
Heavenly [C]Father,
could you hear the prayers I offer You today?
Some [G]of the people in the parish have been
asking me to pray for them
[Am]They have no strength to help themselves,
they need help fending for themselves
And [F]we do all we can do,
but there's so little that we can do

[Verse 2]
And this is [C]the worst winter I know of,
even worse than last
The snow has stayed [G]for too long on the ground,
and for the second year around now
All [Am]across our little island,
we give all our sweat and toil
And still, [F]the crops,
they have all rotted in the soil

[Verse 3]
And all [G]along the western seaboard,
they await with open hands
[F]For something to feed their children
or a ship to foreign lands
But [G]there's nothing here to give them,
except for chicken feed and sand
While [Am]Britannia rules the roost
with Ire[F]land hands

[Verse 4]
[Dm]Lord, what can we do now? Oh, good Lord,
what can we do
[D]When we nee[G]d to feed so many,
and there's not even for the few?
[Dm]Lord, what can we do now? Lord,
what can we do?
[D]They are[G] starving, they are freezing
And their clothes have all worn
[Am]through

[Interlude 1]
[Am][F][G][Am]
[F][G]
[F]

[Verse 5]
Heav[C]enly Father,
Your people need You more than ever now
It's [G]such a desperate situation that
the nation's in somehow
I can't see [Am]many pulling through,
'cause even if we had the food to feed them
[F]Many have disease, Lord,
I hope You hear our pleas

[Verse 6]
They are [C]scattered by the roadside,
in the towns and in the fields
And [G]there's not even food to work for,
never mind beg, lend or steal
And [Am]if we go by the predictions,
with starvation and eviction
Some [F]two million will be dead
before we're through

[Verse 7]
Still, all [G]along the western seaboard,
they all wait with open hands
For [F]something to feed their children or
a ship to foreign lands
But there's [G]nothing here to give them,
except for chicken feed and sand
While [Am]Britannia rules the roost
with Ire[F]land hands

[Verse 8]
[Dm]Lord, what can we do now? Oh, good Lord,
what can we do
When we [G]need to feed so many,
and there's not even for the few?
[Dm]Lord, what can we do now? Lord,
what can we do?
[D]They are [G]starving, they are freezing
And their clothes have all
worn [Dm]through
[D][G]

[Verse 9]
They have no one now [Dm]but You

[Outro 1]
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