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Redemption Day 
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de Johnny Cash
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I've for those who suffer 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 things, but to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
Fire in the streets and swallows everything it meets
It's an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
do you have for us today?
us a bone but the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the fate of every who in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's 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 things, but to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
Fire in the streets and swallows everything it meets
It's an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
do you have for us today?
us a bone but the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the fate of every who in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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