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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man taking names
And he who to free and who to blame
won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you of that offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's and Omega's come
And the is in the thorn tree
The are all wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till no shalam, no shalom
the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll their golden crowns
When 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
Listen to the written down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the tree
The virgins are all wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and pound
When the Man comes around
...
And he who to free and who to blame
won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you of that offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's and Omega's come
And the is in the thorn tree
The are all wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till no shalam, no shalom
the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll their golden crowns
When 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
Listen to the written down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the tree
The virgins are all wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and pound
When the Man comes around
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