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When The Man Comes Around Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man taking names
And he who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
the Man around
The hairs on arm up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of that last cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The are all wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's for thee to against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen call his home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and crying
Some are born and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
...
And he who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
the Man around
The hairs on arm up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of that last cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The are all wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's for thee to against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen call his home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and crying
Some are born and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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