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[Intro] Am [Verse 1]
AmDay's gonna come when the Ewater runs out and the Amwell runs dry And AmMan so dumb fish can't swim and Ebirds can't fly AmWhat you gonna do when the crops won't grow The Dmsun won't shine and it's 10 below I'm Amnever gonna say that I Etold you so - the Amday's gonna come.
[Verse 2]
AmWho you gonna follow when you Erealise we're Amall in the wrong AmWho do you believe when you've been deceived for Efar too long You can Amcover your lips, your ears and your eyes No Dmhear, no see, no tell no lies There Amaint no way you can Eever deny - the Amday's gonna come.
[Chorus]
The Cday's gonna come when the World we know Gonna Gmake us pay all the debts we owe What a Amcrime, what a sin, what a Emess she's in The Amday's gonna come. The Fnight's so dark it'd scare the brave The Cwind so cold it'd chill the grave And the Ammaster working Efor the slave The Amday's gonna come.
[Verse 3]
AmI can see a day when the Ewhole world falls Amdown on it's knees AmPrayin' and a-beggin', crying to the Lord "Have Emercy on me" You can Amrun but you can't hide All the Dmsaints and sinners side by side AmWaiting for Jesus to come Eout of the sky The Amday's gonna come
[Verse 4]
Well AmI had a dream there was Enothing left worth Amfighting for AmNo more fear, no more tears and Eno more war Every Amgun, every bomb was M.I.A. Every Dmsoldier turned and walked away AmI can only Ehope and pray The Amday's gonna come
[Chorus]
Well the Cday's gonna come when the World we know Gonna Gmake us pay all the debts we owe What a Amcrime, what a sin, what a Emess she's in The Amday's gonna come. The Fnight's so dark it'd scare the brave The Cwind so cold it'd chill the grave And the Ammaster working Efor the slave The Amday's gonna come.
[Instrumental] Am E Am Am E Am Dm Am E Am [Chorus]
Well the Cday's gonna come when the World we know Gonna Gmake us pay all the debts we owe What a Amcrime, what a sin, what a Emess she's in The Amday's gonna come. The Fnight's so dark it'd scare the brave The Cwind so cold it'd chill the grave And the Ammaster working Efor the slave The Amday's gonna come. And the Ammaster working Efor the slave The Amday's gonna come.