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