Lyrics Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash

The Man Comes Around

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.