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