The Man Comes Around Chords by Johnny Cash
Tempo:
93.85 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder.
see.
[C]
There's a man going round taking names,
he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody will be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching [Am] down
[F] [G] the man comes [C] around.
see.
[C]
There's a man going round taking names,
he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody will be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching [Am] down
[F] [G] the man comes [C] around.
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_ _ _ And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder.
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I saw, and behold, a white horse.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's a man going round taking names,
and he decides who to free and who to blame. _ _ _
Everybody will be treated all the same. _
There'll be a golden ladder reaching [Am] down
when _
[F] _ [G] the man comes [C] around. _ _ _
_ _ The hairs on your arm will stand up
_ at the terror in each sip and in each sup.
_ Will you partake of that last offered cup
_ _ or disappear into the [Am] potter's ground
when _ [F] _ [G] the man [C] comes around?
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _
_ one hundred million angels singing. _
_ _ Multitudes are marching [F] to the [C] big [G] kettle drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom [C] come.
_ [F] And the whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs. _
_ [F] The whirlwind is in [C] the thorn tree.
_ It's hard for thee to kick against the priest. _
_ _ _ _ Till Armageddon, no shalom, 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 [Am] golden crowns
_ [F] _ [G] when the man [C] 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 [Am] down
_ when [F] the [G] man comes [C] around.
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _
_ one hundred million angels singing. _
_ _ Multitudes are marching to [F] the big [C] kettle [G] drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] And the whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
_ [F] The whirlwind is in the [C] thorn tree.
_ It's hard for thee to kick against the priest. _
In measured a hundred weight and [Am] penny pounds. _ _
_ [F] When the [G] man comes around,
[C] I heard _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, a [D] pale horse.
And his name that sat on him [E] was Death. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I saw, and behold, a white horse.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's a man going round taking names,
and he decides who to free and who to blame. _ _ _
Everybody will be treated all the same. _
There'll be a golden ladder reaching [Am] down
when _
[F] _ [G] the man comes [C] around. _ _ _
_ _ The hairs on your arm will stand up
_ at the terror in each sip and in each sup.
_ Will you partake of that last offered cup
_ _ or disappear into the [Am] potter's ground
when _ [F] _ [G] the man [C] comes around?
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _
_ one hundred million angels singing. _
_ _ Multitudes are marching [F] to the [C] big [G] kettle drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom [C] come.
_ [F] And the whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs. _
_ [F] The whirlwind is in [C] the thorn tree.
_ It's hard for thee to kick against the priest. _
_ _ _ _ Till Armageddon, no shalom, 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 [Am] golden crowns
_ [F] _ [G] when the man [C] 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 [Am] down
_ when [F] the [G] man comes [C] around.
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _
_ one hundred million angels singing. _
_ _ Multitudes are marching to [F] the big [C] kettle [G] drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] And the whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
_ [F] The whirlwind is in the [C] thorn tree.
_ It's hard for thee to kick against the priest. _
In measured a hundred weight and [Am] penny pounds. _ _
_ [F] When the [G] man comes around,
[C] I heard _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, a [D] pale horse.
And his name that sat on him [E] was Death. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _