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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 ladder down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the in each sip and in each sup
you partake of that offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The are all their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will his chickens home
The wise man will 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 still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling 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 thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred 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 ladder down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the in each sip and in each sup
you partake of that offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
calling, voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The are all their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will his chickens home
The wise man will 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 still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling 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 thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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