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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 those who've gone
rooms of and wrong, but on killing
It's in the to feel such things, but weak to without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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
Watch and wait, for day
What do you for us today?
us a but save the on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the of every person who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
rooms of and wrong, but on killing
It's in the to feel such things, but weak to without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
is a train that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
Watch and wait, for day
Fire rages in the streets and everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your laid to waste
And we aren't listening
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
Watch and wait, for day
What do you for us today?
us a but save the on why we til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the of every person who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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
It's buried in the countryside
It's in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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