Cash Johnny - The Man Comes Around, аккорды

First Verse:
C
There's a man, going around, taking names
C
And he decides, who to free, and who to blame
C
Every body, won't be treated, quite the same
C
                              
Am
      
F
There'll be a golden ladder, reaching down.
F
         
G
            
C
When the man comes around.

C
The hairs on your arm will stand up
C
At the terror in each Sip and each sup
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Will you partake of that last offered cup
C
                              
Am
      
F
       
Or disappear into the potter's ground
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G
            
C
When the man comes around.

Chorus:
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Hear the Trumpets hear the pipers
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One hundred million angels singing 
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F
    
C
    
G
Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum
G
Voices calling, voices crying 
G
  
Some are born and some are dying
G
                                
C
It's Alpha and Omega Kingdom come
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F
                  
C
And the wirldwind in the thorn trees
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And the virgins are all trimming their wicks

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F
                     
C
The wirldwind in the thorn trees
C
 
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
C
Till Armageddon no shalom, no shalom

Second Verse:
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Then the father hen will call his chicken's home
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The wise man will bow down before the thorn
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Am
     
F
And at his feet they will cast the golden crowns…
F
         
G
            
C
When the man comes around.

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
                   
Am
     
F
Listen to the words long written down
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G
            
C
When the man comes around

Chorus:
C
  
Hear the Trumpets hear the pipers
C
One hundred million angels singing 
C
                           
F
    
C
    
G
Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum
G
Voices calling, voices crying 
G
 
Some are born and some are dying
G
                                
C
It's Alpha and Omega Kingdom come
C
        
F
                  
C
And the wirldwind in the thorn trees
C
And the virgins are all trimming their wicks
C
     
F
                     
C
The wirldwind in the thorn trees

Outro: (Spoken)
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And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
and I looked and behold, a pale horse
and its name it said on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.