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