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