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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man going around taking names
And he decides who to and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated 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
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, 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 to kick against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast 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 down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and crying
are born and some are dying
It's 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 hundred weight and penny pound
the Man comes around
...
And he decides who to and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated 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
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, 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 to kick against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast 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 down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and crying
are born and some are dying
It's 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 hundred weight and penny pound
the Man comes around
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