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Redemption Day 
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by Johnny Cash
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I've wept for those who long. But how I weep for who've gone
rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to things, but to without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
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 redemption day
Fire rages in the and swallows 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 virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
is a that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch 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 riches in trade for the fate of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
rooms of grief and questioned wrong, but keep on killing
It's in the to things, but to without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings, if God be willing
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 redemption day
Fire rages in the and swallows 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 virtues to waste
And we aren't listening
is a that's heading to heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man and wait
Watch 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 riches in trade for the fate of every who died in hate?
Throw us a bone, you men of great
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
It's buried 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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