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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 treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the Man around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in sip and in each sup
you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
the hen will call his home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
and voices 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 are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred 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 golden ladder reaching down
When the Man around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in sip and in each sup
you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
the hen will call his home
The wise man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
and voices 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 are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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