The Man Comes Around (Con Subtitulos) - Johnny Cash - By ESO Chords

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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] _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ _ 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.
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[G] when the man [C] comes around.
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_ The hairs on your arm will stand up _ .
at the terror in each sip and in each suck.
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Will you partake of that last offered cup.
or _ disappear into the potter's [Am] ground _ _ .
_ [F] when [G] the man comes [C] around?
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Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ .
one hundred million angels singing.
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Multitudes are marching [F] to the [C] big [G] kettle drum.
_ Voices calling, voices crying.
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_ Some are born and some are dying.
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It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom come.
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[F] And the whirlwind is in [C] the thorn tree.
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The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
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[F] The whirlwind is in the [C] thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
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_ _ 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 crown.
when _ [F] _ [G] 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] _ [G] the man [C] comes around.
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_ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ _ .
one hundred million angels singing.
_ _ _ .
_ Multitudes are marching [F] to the [G] big kettle drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ .
_ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ .
_ It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom 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.
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It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
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In measured a hundred weight and [Am] penny pound _ _ _ .
[F] [G] when the man [C] comes around.
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_ _ _ _ _ And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and [N] behold, a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death.
_ Hell followed with him.
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