Grace Petrie - God save the hungry

^EAm I an^B agitator? ^F#For not thinking it's cool ^BSome were born to suffer, ^EWhile some were born to ^G#mrule ^G#mDoes that make me a traitor Before you ^Etoss that wo^Brd around Please under^Estand that I ^Blove this land of ^F#mine

^EAnd ya, it's true God ain't my thing ^BBut if He was I'd ^F#rather sing ^EFor all of the refugees ^BPerishing in ^F#foreign seas ^EThoses bodies washed upon the shores ^BmWere fleeing our state^F# sponsored wars ^EAnd our leader sees nothing wrong ^BSo I wrote him a ^F#brand new song,

^EThat goes, God save the ^Bhungry ^G#mGod save the poor ^EGod save those ^Bdesperate souls ^F#Whose lives were torn ^G#mapart by war God save the ^Bhomeless And those with ^F#dis-a-^G#mbilities ^EAnd all the other ^Btargets of This ^F#heartless ide^G#mology And there's a long and ^Bshameful list ^F#Of folks we need God ^G#mto assist But those who sleep in ^Bpalaces at ^F#night ^EI think they're doing ^Balright

And ^EBritain could be ^Bgreater If it had ^F#fairness at it's heart Oh, this ^Bnation altogether is more than the ^Esum of it's ^Bparts But they'll call you a^G#m traitor For even daring to ^Bbelieve. A slight of ^Ehand from those who ^Bbleed this land ^F#dry

And ^Eya, it's true God ain't my thing ^BBut if He was I'd ^F#rather sing ^EFor all of the refugees ^BPerishing in ^F#foreign seas Thoses bodies ^Ewashed upon the shores ^BFor fleeing our state ^F#sponsored wars And ^Eour leader sleeps sound at night '^BCause he's got all the ^F#lyrics right

^EWell, God save the ^Bhungry ^F#God save the ^G#mpoor ^EGod save ^Bthose desperate souls ^F#Whose lives were torn ^G#mapart by war ^G#mGod save the homeless And those with ^F#dis-a-^G#mbilities ^EAnd all the other ^Btargets of This ^F#heartless ide^G#mology And there's a long and ^Bshameful list ^F#Of folks we need God ^G#mto assit But those who ^Esleep in p^Balaces at ^F#night I think they're doing ^G#malrig^F#ht ^E I think they're doing ^G#malrig^F#ht ^E

So give me a ^F#song, And thoe ^G#mI'm sticking my throat If you ^Bagree the only ^F#power we should respect ^EIs that come from a ^F#vote So give me a ^G#msong, ^G#mthat won't stick in my throat ^BTo see our ^Emillionaire ^Bpoliticians ^F#say We're all in the same ^Eboat

^EAnd ya, it's true God ain't my thing ^BBut if He was I'd rather ^F#sing For all ^Eof the refugees ^BPerishing in ^F#foreign seas Thoses ^Ebodies washed upon the ^Bshores For fleeing our state ^F#sponsored wars And ^Eour leader sees nothing w^Brong So raise your voices ^F#sing along

^G#mYae, God ^Esave the ^Bhungry ^F#And God save the ^G#mpoor God save ^Bthose desperate souls ^F#Whose lives were torn ^G#mapart by war God save the ^Bhomeless And those with ^F#dis-a-bili^G#mties ^F#And ^Eall the other ^Btargets of This ^F#Tory ideo^G#mlogy And my gratitude to ^Ball the brave ^F#soldiers spinnin^G#m' in their grave ^F#To see the Eton Mes^Bs that Dav^F#e made Of the sacri^G#mfice they gave To tear a^Bpart the welfare state ^F#And all that ever made Bri^G#mtain great While those who sleep in pal^Baces t^F#onight Yae, ^Ethey're still doing ^Balrig^G#mht They're stil^Bl doing alri^G#mght ^B