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Redemption Day 
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de Johnny Cash
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I've for those who long. But how I weep for who've gone
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to things, but to speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
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
Fire in the streets and swallows it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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 day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but save the plate on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There is a 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
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to things, but to speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
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
Fire in the streets and swallows it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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 day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but save the plate on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There is a 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
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
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