Billy Bragg - Rumours of war

There are ^Amsoldiers marching on the ^Ccom^Gmon t^Amoday They were t^Chere ^Fagain this ^Cevening They ^Ampaced up and down like sea ^Gbirds on the ground ^AmBefore the s^Gtorm clouds ga^Amthering I must ^Ambuy whatever tinned food is l^Ceft on ^Gthe ^Amshelves They are ^Ctesting the ^Fair raid ^Csirens They've ^Amfilled up the blood banks and ^Gemptied the beds At the ^Amhospital ^Gand the ^Amasylum I saw a ^Amman build a shelter in his ^Cgarden ^Gtod^Amay And we ^Cstood there ^Fidly ^Cchatting He said: ^Am"No, no I d^Gon't think war will come" Yet ^Amstill he ^Gcarried on ^Amdigging ^AmEverything in my ^Clife that ^GI ^Amlove Could be ^Cswept ^Faway without ^Cwarning Yet the ^Ambirds still sing and the ^Gchurch bells ring And the ^Amsun came ^Gup this ^Ammorning ^AmLife goes on as it ^Gdid before As the ^Amcountry ^Gdrifts slowly to ^Amwar