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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 ladder reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the tree
The are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The man will bow before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is let him be still
is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick the pricks
In measured 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 ladder reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the tree
The are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The man will bow before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is let him be still
is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick the pricks
In measured weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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