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When The Man Comes Around 
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de Johnny Cash
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There's a man going around taking names
And he who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom 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 the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His they'll cast golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
calling and 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man around
...
And he who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in sup
Will you partake of cup?
Or disappear the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom 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 the pricks
Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His they'll cast golden crowns
When the Man comes around
is let him be still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
is let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long down
When the Man comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are to the big kettledrum
calling and 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 whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man around
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