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Redemption Day 
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by Johnny Cash
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I've for those who suffer 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 feel things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what sadness brings, if God be willing
There 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
Fire rages in the and everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your many virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but the plate on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every person who died in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
and wait, for day
It's in the countryside
It's exploding in the at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel things, but weak to watch without speaking
Oh what sadness brings, if God be willing
There 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
Fire rages in the and everything it meets
It's just an image often seen on television
leaders, come you men of great, let us you pontificate
Your many virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a that's heading straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch and wait, for redemption day
do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but the plate on why we waited til so late
Was no oil to excavate?
No in trade for the fate of every person who died in hate?
us a bone, you men of great
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
and wait, for day
It's in the countryside
It's exploding in the at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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