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Martina Mcbride This Uncivil War

neither one knows that they're fighting for And in the quiet little places You can see the little faced Huddled right outside the bedroom door Praying for an end to this uncivil war

And neither one knows that they're fighting for And in the quiet little places You can see the little faced Huddled right outside the bedroom door Praying for an end to this uncivil war