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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
won't be treated all the same
There'll be a ladder reaching down
the Man around
The hairs on arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast golden crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the long down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and voices crying
are born and 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 is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
the Man 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 around
The hairs on arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One angels singing
Multitudes are marching 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to kick against the pricks
no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast golden crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the long down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, the pipers
One million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and voices crying
are born and 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 is in the thorn tree
It's hard for to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
the Man around
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