Standard (EADGBE)
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I am just an aging drummer boy, and in the wars I used to play
And I've called the tune to many a torture session
Now they say I am a war criminal, and I'm fading away
Father, please hear my confession
I have legalized robbery, called it belief
I have run with the money, I have hid like a thief
Re-written history with armies and my crooks
Invented memories, I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter,
And I can still hear his song
The man's too big;
The man's too strong
Well I tried to be meek, I have tried to be mild
But I spat like a woman, and sulked like a child
I have lived behind walls, that have made me alone
Striven for peace, which I have never known
And I can still hear his laughter,
And I can still hear his song
The man's too big;
The man's too strong
Well the sun rose on the courtyard, and they all did hear him say
"You always was a Judas, but I got you anyway
You may have got your silver, but I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds, and I gave 'em to your wife"
Oh father, please help me,
For I have done wrong
The man's too big;
The man's too strong