We Have Nothing to Eat, and No Shoes on Our Feet; Will You Lend Us a Hand When a Flood Drowns Our Street?

Just please open the inn, For we're cold, and wet men; Moms are saving their kids, And we're looking for kin! Won't you give us a bite, Let us stay for the night? So we won't be alone When the morning turns bright? We can't stop the shiver, Each voice has a quiver; Our homes … Continue reading We Have Nothing to Eat, and No Shoes on Our Feet; Will You Lend Us a Hand When a Flood Drowns Our Street?