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Redemption Day 
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by Johnny Cash
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I've wept for who suffer long. But how I for those who've gone
rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to feel such 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 wait
and wait, for redemption day
rages in the and swallows everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
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 redemption day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the fate of every person who in hate?
Throw 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, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to feel such 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 wait
and wait, for redemption day
rages in the and swallows everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
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 redemption day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the fate of every person who in hate?
Throw 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, and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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