Chords for Declan O'Rourke - Along the Western Seaboard

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_ _ _ _ _ Heavenly Father, could you hear the prayers I offer you today?
[A] Some of the people in the parish have been asking me to pray [Bm] for them.
They have no strength to help themselves.
They need helpening for [G] themselves.
And we do all we can do, but there's so little that we can [D] do.
This is the worst winter I know of, even worse than last.
The snow [A] has stayed for too long on the ground.
And for the second year around [Bm] now, all across our little island,
we gave all our sweat and toil [G] and still the crops they have all rotted in the soil.
[A] And all along the western seaboard, they await with open hands
[G] for something to feed their children or a ship to foreign [A] lands.
But there's nothing here to give them, except for chicken feet and sand,
[Bm] while Britannia rules the [G] roost with iron _ hands.
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Lord, what can we [G] do now?
Oh, good Lord, what can we do?
[A] When we need to feed so many and there's not even for the few.
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Lord, what can we do now?
Lord, what can we [A] do?
They are starving, they are _ freezing, _ [G] and their [Bm] clothes have all worn. _
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_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ [D] Heavenly Father, your people need you more than ever [A] now.
It's such a desperate situation that the nation's in.
Somehow [Bm] I can't see many pulling through.
Because even if we have the food [G] to feed them, many have disease.
Lord, I hope you hear our pleas.
[D] They are scattered by the roadside, in the towns and in the fields.
[A] And there's not even food to work for, never mind bagged, lent, [G] or [Bm] stealed.
If we go by the prediction, with starvation and eviction,
[G] some two million will be dead before we're through.
[A] Still all along the western seaboard, they await with open [G] arms,
for something to feed their children, or a ship to foreign lands.
[A] For there's nothing here to give them, except for chicken feet and [G] sand,
[Bm] while Britannia rules [G] the roost with iron _ hands.
[Em]
Lord, what can we do now?
Oh, good Lord, what can we do?
[A] When we need to feed so many, and there's not even for the few.
[Em]
Lord, what can we do now?
Lord, what can we do?
[A] They are starving, they are _ _ freezing,
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worn through.
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