Along the Western Seaboard

Heavenly Father, could you hear the prayers I offer You today? Some of the people in the parish have been asking me to pray for them They have no strength to help themselves, they need help fending for themselves And we do all we can do, but there's so little that we can do And this is the worst winter I know of, even worse than last The snow has stayed for too long on the ground, and for the second year around now All across our little island, we give all our sweat and toil And still, the crops, they have all rotted in the soil And all along the western seaboard, they await with open hands For something to feed their children or a ship to foreign lands But there's nothing here to give them, except for chicken feed and sand While Britannia rules the roost with Ireland hands Lord, what can we do now? Oh, good Lord, what can we do When we need to feed so many, and there's not even for the few? Lord, what can we do now? Lord, what can we do? They are starving, they are freezing And their clothes have all worn through Heavenly Father, Your people need You more than ever now It's such a desperate situation that the nation's in somehow I can't see many pulling through, 'cause even if we had the food to feed them Many have disease, Lord, I hope You hear our pleas They are scattered by the roadside, in the towns and in the fields And there's not even food to work for, never mind beg, lend or steal And if we go by the predictions, with starvation and eviction Some two million will be dead before we're through Still, all along the western seaboard, they all wait with open hands For something to feed their children or a ship to foreign lands But there's nothing here to give them, except for chicken feed and sand While Britannia rules the roost with Ireland hands Lord, what can we do now? Oh, good Lord, what can we do When we need to feed so many, and there's not even for the few? Lord, what can we do now? Lord, what can we do? They are starving, they are freezing And their clothes have all worn through They have no one now but You