Johnny Cash The Man Comes Around

Tom: C ↓ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↑ Falado: And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse. Abafando: C There's a man goin' round takin' names C And he decides who to free and who to blame C Everybody won't be treated all the same C There'll be a golden ladder reaching down Riff: G C When the man comes around Abafando: C The hairs on your arm will stand up C At the terror in his sip and in his sup C Will you partake of that last offered cup C Or disappear into the potters' ground Riff: G C When the man comes around C G Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers C G One hundred million angels singing C Am F G Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum G Voices calling voices crying G Some are born and some of dying C It's Alpha and Omega's kingdome come F C And the whirlwind is in the thorntree C And the virgins are all trimming their wicks F C The whirlwind is in the thorntree Abafando: C It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks C 'Till Armageddon no shalam no shalome C Then the father-hen will call his chickens home C The wise men will bow down before the throne C And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns Riff:: G C When the man comes around Abafado: C Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still C Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still C Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still C Listen to the words long written down Riff:: G C When the man comes around G Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers C G One hundred million angels singing C Am F G Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum G Voices calling and voices crying G Some are born and some are dying G C It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come F And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree C The virgins are all trimming their wicks F C The whirlwind is in the thorn tree Abafado: C It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks C In measured hundred weight and penny pound Riff:: G C When the Man comes around. Falado: And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.