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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
won't be treated all the same
There'll be a ladder reaching down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last cup?
Or into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
Multitudes are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are 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 the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The 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
won't be treated all the same
There'll be a ladder reaching down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last cup?
Or into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million singing
Multitudes are to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are 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 the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and crying
Some are and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The 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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