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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 for those who've gone
Into of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to such things, but to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a 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
in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image often seen on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many laid to waste
And we aren't listening
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the fate of every person who died in hate?
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
Watch and wait, for 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
Into of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to such things, but to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
There is a 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
in the streets and everything it meets
It's an image often seen on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many laid to waste
And we aren't listening
is a train that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, and man and wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
Throw us a but save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in for the fate of every person who died in hate?
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
Watch and wait, for 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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