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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