The Man Comes Around Johnny Cash

The Man Comes Around

Johnny Cash

Debra

2808
0:00 3:45
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: C
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
          C
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names.
And he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down.
Am F         G                C
    When the man comes around.

[Verse 2]
         C
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 potter's ground
Am F         G                C
    When the man comes around?

[Chorus]
C
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
                               F   C      G
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
                               C
It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come.
             F              C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
         F              C
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

[Verse 3]
         C
'Til 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 golden crowns
Am F            G             C
    When the man comes around.

[Verse 4]
    C
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 longwritten down,
Am F            G             C
    When the man comes around.

[Chorus]
C
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
                               F   C      G
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
                               C
It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come.
             F              C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
         F              C
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
                                    Am
In measured hundredweight and penny pound

[Outro]
F            G             C
 When the man comes around.

Takte

[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| C - | - - | - - | -  - |
| - - | - - | - - | Am - |
| F G | C - | - - |

There's a man goin' 'round takin' names.
And he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down.
When the man comes around.

[Verse 2]
                   | C - |
| - - | - - | -  - | - - |
| - - | - - | Am - | F G |
| C - |

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 potter's ground
When the man comes around?

[Chorus]
          | C - - - | - - - - | - - - - |
| - - - - | - - - - | F C G - | - - - - |
| - - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - - - |
| - - C - | - - F - | - - C - | - - - - |
| - - - - | - - F - | - - C - | - - - - |
| - - - - | - - - - | - -

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

[Verse 3]
                 C | - - |
| - - | - -  | - - | - - |
| - - | - Am | - F | G C |
| -

'Til 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 golden crowns
When the man comes around.

[Verse 4]
    C | - - | - - | - -  |
| - - | - - | - - | - Am |
| - F | G C | -

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 longwritten down,
When the man comes around.

[Chorus]
                           C - | - - - - |
| -  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - F C |
| G  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - - - |
| -  - - - | - - - - | C - - - | F - - - |
| C  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | F - - - |
| C  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - - - |
| Am - - - |

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks.
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny pound

[Outro]
      | F G | C - |

When the man comes around.

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