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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 for who've gone
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but on killing
It's in the to feel such things, but to watch without speaking
Oh mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
What do you for us today?
Throw 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 person who died in hate?
Throw 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
Watch and wait, for redemption 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 rooms of and questioned wrong, but on killing
It's in the to feel such things, but to watch without speaking
Oh mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
What do you for us today?
Throw 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 person who died in hate?
Throw 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
Watch and wait, for redemption 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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