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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
the Man around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, 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 against the pricks
Till no shalam, no shalom
the father hen his home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
to the words long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the tree
The 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 pound
When the Man 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
the Man around
The on your arm stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, 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 against the pricks
Till no shalam, no shalom
the father hen his home
The wise man will bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
to the words long written down
the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the tree
The 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 pound
When the Man around
...
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