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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 of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what sadness brings, if God be willing
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
Fire rages in the and swallows it meets
It's an image often seen on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
us a but save the on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what sadness brings, if God be willing
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
Fire rages in the and swallows it meets
It's an image often seen on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
us a but save the on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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