Man Comes Around

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C*      x32013
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G       320033


[Verse]

C/G
There's a man goin' 'round takin' 
names.

An' he decides who to free and who 
to blame.

Everybody won't be treated all the 
same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching
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 down. When the man comes around.
C/G
The hairs on your arm will stand up.

At the terror in each sip and in 
each sup.

For you partake of that last offered
 cup,
Or disappear into the potter's 
    Am
ground.
   F     G              C
When the man comes around.


[Chorus]

C                               C*
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
C                               C*
One hundred million angels singin'.
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C                               F
Multitudes are marching to the 
   C       G
big kettle drum.

Voices callin', voices cryin'.

Some are born an' some are dyin'.
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom 
C
come.
        F                   C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn 
tree.
    C/G
The virgins are all trimming their 
wicks.
    F                   C
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
     C/G
It's hard for thee to kick against 
the pricks.


[Verse]

C/G
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 
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golden crown.
   F     G            C/G
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 
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down,
   F     G              C
When the man comes around.


[Chorus]

C                                C*
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
C                                C*
One hundred million angels singin'.
C                               F
Multitudes are marchin' to the 
   C       G
big kettle drum.

Voices callin', voices cryin'.

Some are born an' some are dyin'.
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom 
C
come.
        F                   C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn 
tree.
C/G
The virgins are all trimming their 
wicks.
    F                   C
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
C/G
It's hard for thee to kick against 
the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny 
    Am
pound.
   F     G              C
When the man comes around.