God Save The Hungry chords by Grace Petrie

Intro: B G#m E B G#m

verse 1
E      B
I'm agitated
F#
For not thinking it's cool
B
Some were born to suffer,
E                       G#m
While some were born to rule
G#m
Does that make me a traitor
           E           B
Before you start words around
            E            B                 F#
Please understand that I love this land of mine

Pre-Chorus
E
And ya, it's true God ain't my thing
B                 F#
But if He was I'd rather sing
E
For all of the refugees
B            F#
Parishing in foreign seas
E
Thoses bodies washed upon the shores
Bm                    F#
For fleeing our state sponsored wars
E
And our leader sees nothing wrong
B                F#
So I wrote him a brand new song,

E                       B
That go's, God save the hungry
G#m
God save the poor
E              B
God save those desperate souls
F#                    G#m
Whose lifes were torn apart by war
             B
God save the homeless
               F#    G#m
And those with dis-a-bilities
E                 B
And all the other targets of
     F#           G#m
This heartless ideology
                       B
And there's a long and shameful list
F#                   G#m
Of folks we need God to assist
                       B          F#
But those who sleep in palaces at night
E                     B
I think there doing alright

Instrumental
B G#m B G#m

verse 2
    E                B
And Britain could be greater
          F#
If it had fairness at it's heart
         B
Oh, this nation altogether
                 E           B
is more than the sum of it's parts
                      G#m
But the'll call you a traitor
                   B
For even daring to believe
            E                   B               F#
A slight of hand from those who bleed this land dry

Pre-Chorus
    E
And ya, it's true God ain't my thing
B                 F#
But if He was I'd rather sing
E
For all of the refugees
B            F#
Parishing in foreign seas
              E
Thoses bodies washed upon the shores
B                     F#
For fleeing our state sponsored wars
    E
And our leader sleeps sound at night
 B                      F#
'Cause he's got all the lyrics right

E                  B
Well, God save the hungry
F#           G#m
God save the poor
E        B
God save those desperate souls
F#                    G#m
Whose lifes were torn apart by war
G#m
God save the homeless
               F#    G#m
And those with dis-a-bilities
E                 B
And all the other targets of
     F#           G#m
This heartless ideology
                       B
And there's a long and shameful list
F#                   G#m
Of folks we need God to assit
              E         B         F#
But those who sleep in palaces at night
                      G#m  F#  E
I think there doing alright
                      G#m  F#  E
I think there doing alright

verse 3
             F#
So give me a song,
         G#m
And thoe I'm sticking my throat
       B              F#
If you agree the only power we should respect
E                   F#
Is that from common folks
             G#m
So give me a song,
G#m
that won't stick in my throat
B          E           B           F#
To see our millionaire politicians safe
                      E
We're all in the same boat

Pre-Chorus
E
And ya, it's true God ain't my thing
B                        F#
But if He was I'd rather sing
        E
For all of the refugees
B            F#
Parishing in foreign seas
       E                      B
Thoses bodies washed upon the shores
                      F#
For fleeing our state sponsored wars
    E                        B
And our leader see's nothing wrong
                     F#
So raise your voices sing a long

G#m      E        B
Yae, God save the hungry
F#               G#m
And God save the poor
         B
God save those desperate souls
F#                    G#m
Whose lifes were torn apart by war
             B
God save the homeless
               F#        G#m
And those with dis-a-bilities
F#  E             B
And all the other targets of
     F#       G#m
This sorry ideology
                    B
And my gratitude to all the brave
F#              G#m
soldiers spinn' in their grave
F#                 B            F#
To see the beating mess they've made
            G#m
Of the sacrifice they gave
         B
To tare apart this worthless state
F#                        G#m
And all that ever made Britain great
                            B     F#
Well those who sleep in palaces tonight
     E                   B    G#m
Yae, their still doing alright
            B           G#m  B
Their still doing alright