Chords for Johnny Cash - The Man Comes Around Lyric Video
Tempo:
94.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Am
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder.
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I [E] saw, and behold, [E] a white horse.
[C]
[G] There's a man going [C] 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
[F] when the [G] man [C] comes 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 potter's [Am] ground when
[F] the man comes [C] around?
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, one hundred million angels singing.
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle [G] drum.
Voices calling, voices crying.
Some are born and some are dying.
It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom come.
And [F] the whirlwind is in [C] 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 pricks.
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 golden [Am] crowns [G] when the man comes around.
[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 long written [Am] down when [F] [G] the man comes [C] around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, one hundred million angels singing.
Multitudes are marching [F] to the big [G] 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 [C] is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
[F] The whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured a hundred weight and penny [Am] pound.
[F] When the [G] man comes [C] around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, [N] a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death.
And Hell followed with him.
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I [E] saw, and behold, [E] a white horse.
[C]
[G] There's a man going [C] 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
[F] when the [G] man [C] comes 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 potter's [Am] ground when
[F] the man comes [C] around?
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, one hundred million angels singing.
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle [G] drum.
Voices calling, voices crying.
Some are born and some are dying.
It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom come.
And [F] the whirlwind is in [C] 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 pricks.
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 golden [Am] crowns [G] when the man comes around.
[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 long written [Am] down when [F] [G] the man comes [C] around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, one hundred million angels singing.
Multitudes are marching [F] to the big [G] 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 [C] is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
[F] The whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured a hundred weight and penny [Am] pound.
[F] When the [G] man comes [C] around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, [N] a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death.
And Hell followed with him.
Key:
C
F
G
Am
E
C
F
G
_ _ _ And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder.
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I [E] saw, and behold, [E] a white horse.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] There's a man going [C] 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 _ _
_ [F] when the [G] man [C] comes 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 potter's [Am] ground when
_ [F] the man comes [C] around?
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ _ one hundred million angels singing.
_ _ _ Multitudes are marching to the big kettle [G] drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom come.
And [F] the whirlwind is in [C] 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 pricks.
_ _ _ _ _ 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 golden [Am] crowns _ _ _ [G] when the man comes around.
[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 long written [Am] down when _ [F] _ [G] the man comes [C] around.
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ _ one hundred million angels singing.
_ _ _ Multitudes are marching [F] to the big [G] 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 [C] is in the thorn tree.
_ The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
_ [F] The whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
_ In measured a hundred weight and penny [Am] pound.
_ _ _ [F] When the [G] man comes [C] around. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, [N] a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death. _
And Hell followed with him. _ _ _ _
One of the four beasts sang, Come and see.
And I [E] saw, and behold, [E] a white horse.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] There's a man going [C] 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 _ _
_ [F] when the [G] man [C] comes 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 potter's [Am] ground when
_ [F] the man comes [C] around?
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ _ one hundred million angels singing.
_ _ _ Multitudes are marching to the big kettle [G] drum.
_ _ Voices calling, voices crying.
_ _ _ Some are born and some are dying.
_ _ It's Alpha and Omega's [C] kingdom come.
And [F] the whirlwind is in [C] 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 pricks.
_ _ _ _ _ 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 golden [Am] crowns _ _ _ [G] when the man comes around.
[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 long written [Am] down when _ [F] _ [G] the man comes [C] around.
_ _ Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers, _ _ one hundred million angels singing.
_ _ _ Multitudes are marching [F] to the big [G] 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 [C] is in the thorn tree.
_ The virgins are all trimming their wigs.
_ [F] The whirlwind is [C] in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
_ In measured a hundred weight and penny [Am] pound.
_ _ _ [F] When the [G] man comes [C] around. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked and behold, [N] a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death. _
And Hell followed with him. _ _ _ _
Facts about this song