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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 all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
the Man comes around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you of that 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 to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
and voices crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's 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 the pricks
In measured weight and penny pound
When the Man around
...
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
the Man comes around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you of that 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 to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
and voices crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's 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 the pricks
In measured weight and penny pound
When the Man around
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