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Redemption Day 
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de Johnny Cash
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I've wept for those who long. But how I weep for those who've gone
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to without speaking
Oh mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image on television
leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but the plate on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the fate of who in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to without speaking
Oh mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image on television
leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but the plate on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the fate of who in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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