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Redemption Day 
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by 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 such things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's just an image on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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 day
What 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 riches in for the of every person who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to such things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's just an image on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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 day
What 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 riches in for the of every person who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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