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Redemption Day 
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de Johnny Cash
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I've for those who suffer long. But how I weep for those who've gone
Into rooms of grief and wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but to without speaking
Oh what 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, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
rages in the streets and it meets
It's just an image often on television
leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
us a bone but save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the of every person who in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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 redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the at night
It's a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Into rooms of grief and wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things, but to without speaking
Oh what 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, and man and woman wait
Watch and wait, for day
rages in the streets and it meets
It's just an image often on television
leaders, you men of great, let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening
There is a train that's straight to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and woman wait
and wait, for redemption day
What do you have for us today?
us a bone but save the plate on why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate?
No riches in trade for the of every person who in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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 redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the at night
It's a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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