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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man going around 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 comes around
The hairs on your arm up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen call his chickens home
The man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
calling and voices crying
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 trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to against the pricks
In hundred and penny pound
When the Man 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 comes around
The hairs on your arm up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen call his chickens home
The man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
calling and voices crying
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 trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to against the pricks
In hundred and penny pound
When the Man around
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