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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man 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 hairs on your arm will 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 comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
Some are born and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The is in the tree
It's hard for to against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his home
The wise man will bow before the thrown
And at His they'll cast their crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and voices crying
Some 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 their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's for to kick against the pricks
In measured weight and penny 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
When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will 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 comes around
the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, crying
Some are born and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The is in the tree
It's hard for to against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his home
The wise man will bow before the thrown
And at His they'll cast their crowns
When the Man around
Whoever is let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be still
Whoever is filthy let him be still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices and voices crying
Some 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 their wicks
The is in the thorn tree
It's for to kick against the pricks
In measured weight and penny pound
When the Man around
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