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