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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 names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the Man around
The hairs on arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or into 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, voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow before the thrown
And at His feet they'll golden crowns
the Man comes 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
to the words written down
the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are to the big kettledrum
Voices and 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 their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against 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 all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the Man around
The hairs on arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or into 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, voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow before the thrown
And at His feet they'll golden crowns
the Man comes 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
to the words written down
the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are to the big kettledrum
Voices and 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 their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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