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Redemption Day 
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by Johnny Cash
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I've wept for those who suffer long. But how I weep for who've gone
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to speaking
Oh mercy brings, if God be willing
is a that's heading straight 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 swallows everything it meets
It's just an image seen on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your many virtues 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 save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of person who in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There 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
and wait, for redemption day
It's in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but weak to speaking
Oh mercy brings, if God be willing
is a that's heading straight 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 swallows everything it meets
It's just an image seen on television
Come leaders, you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your many virtues 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 save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of person who in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
There 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
and wait, for redemption day
It's 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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