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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 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 arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
are born and 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 is in the thorn tree
It's for thee to kick against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow the thrown
And at His they'll cast their crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
is righteous let him be still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
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 thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred 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 comes around
The on arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
are born and 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 is in the thorn tree
It's for thee to kick against the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow the thrown
And at His they'll cast their crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
is righteous let him be still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
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 thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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