Song | This Uncivil War |
Artist | Martina McBride |
Album | Emotion |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Peters | |
Lyrics:Gretchen Peters | |
Music:Gretchen Peters | |
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 | |
One side is retreating | |
And the other's runnin' scared | |
And the drums of war are beating | |
Even though it's undeclared. | |
Chorus: | |
And both sides say they're winning | |
And both sides know they're losing | |
And neither one knows what they're fightin' 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 | |
Chorus: | |
They're just fightin' off the hunger | |
Trying to keep from going 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 in 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 |
zuo ci : Peters | |
Lyrics: Gretchen Peters | |
Music: Gretchen Peters | |
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 | |
One side is retreating | |
And the other' s runnin' scared | |
And the drums of war are beating | |
Even though it' s undeclared. | |
Chorus: | |
And both sides say they' re winning | |
And both sides know they' re losing | |
And neither one knows what they' re fightin' 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 | |
Chorus: | |
They' re just fightin' off the hunger | |
Trying to keep from going 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 in 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 |
zuò cí : Peters | |
Lyrics: Gretchen Peters | |
Music: Gretchen Peters | |
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 | |
One side is retreating | |
And the other' s runnin' scared | |
And the drums of war are beating | |
Even though it' s undeclared. | |
Chorus: | |
And both sides say they' re winning | |
And both sides know they' re losing | |
And neither one knows what they' re fightin' 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 | |
Chorus: | |
They' re just fightin' off the hunger | |
Trying to keep from going 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 in 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 |