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Redemption Day 
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de Johnny Cash
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I've wept for those who suffer long. But how I weep for who've gone
rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel things, but to watch speaking
Oh what 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 day
Fire rages in the and swallows it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come 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, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the plate on why we til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every person 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 woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel things, but to watch speaking
Oh what 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 day
Fire rages in the and swallows it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come 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, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the plate on why we til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every person 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 woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
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