I´m just and ageing 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 legalised robbery
Called it a belief
I have run with the money
And hid like a theif
I have re-written history
With my 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 have tried to be meek
And 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 were 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 them to your wife´
Oh father please help me
For I have done wrong
The man´s too big
The man´s too strong