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