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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man going taking 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 comes around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
you of last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices 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 wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's for to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll their 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 still
to the words long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and are dying
It's 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 thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and pound
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 comes around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
you of last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices 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 wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's for to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll their 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 still
to the words long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and are dying
It's 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 thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and pound
the Man comes around
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