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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