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When The Man Comes Around 
Medium
by Johnny Cash
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There's a man names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden reaching down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm stand up
At the in sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered 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
Some are and some are dying
It's 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 to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
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When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny 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 reaching down
the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm stand up
At the in sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered 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
Some are and some are dying
It's 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 to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the hen will call his chickens home
The man bow down before the thrown
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is let him be righteous still
is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are and are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's come
And the is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In hundred weight and penny pound
When the Man comes around
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