This Uncivil War Lyrics by Martina Mcbride

This Uncivil War

This uncivil war


[gretchen peters]

Theres a silence on the front lines
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your changes
Or you can run to save your life
And one side is retreating
And the others runnin scared
And the drums of war are beating
Even through its undeclared

And both sides say theyre winning
And both sides know theyre losing
And neither one knows what theyre fighting for
And in the quiet little places
You can see the little faces
Huddled right outside the bedroom door
Praying for an end to this uncivil war

Papa needs a new job
So hes swallowing his pride
Oh, but it dont go down easy
And it eats him up inside
And mama, she dont notice
Little sisters ragged dress
Lately she dont notice
Much of anything
I guess

Theyre just fightin off the hunger
Tryin to keep from goin under
But the wolves just keep on
Gatherin round the door
Theres no place to run for cover
So theyre turning on each other
Cause there really aint no winners anymore
Just victims of this uncivil war

Theres a silence on the front lines
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your chances
Or you can run to save your life