The Man Comes Around

Johnny Cash

1. There's a man goin' round takin' 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 stand up 
   At the terror in his sip  and in his sup 
   Will you partake of that last offered cup 
   Or disappear into the potters' ground 
   When the Man comes around 

R: Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers 
   One hundred million angels singing 
   Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum
   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 hard for thee to kick against the pricks 

2. Till Armageddon no shalam no shalom 
   Then the father hen will call his chickens home
   The wise men will bow down before the throne 
   And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
   When the man comes around 

   Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
   Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
   Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
   Listen to the words long written down 
   When the man comes around 

R: Hear the trumpets...

  In measured hundred weight and penney pound
  When the Man comes around.