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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 for those who've gone
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to feel things, but to without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
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
in the streets and swallows everything it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
many virtues 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, child and man and woman wait
and wait, for day
do you 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 every person who died 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 wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into rooms of and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to feel things, but to without speaking
Oh what mercy brings, if God be willing
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
in the streets and swallows everything it meets
It's just an image often on television
Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
many virtues 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, child and man and woman wait
and wait, for day
do you 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 every person who died 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 wait
and wait, for redemption day
It's in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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