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Dm / C
Bb / Dm
Dm / C
Bb / Dm
Dm
I'm just and ageing drummer boy
C
And in the wars I used to play
Bb
And I've called the tune
Dm
To many a torture session
Dm
Now they say I am a war criminal
C
And I'm fading away
Bb Dm
Father please her my confession
G
I have legalised robbery
D
Called it a belief
G
I have run with the money
D
And hid like a thief
G
I have re-written history
D
With my armies and my crooks
D C Am7
Invented memories
D
I did burn all the books
Dm
And I can still hear his laughter
C Em Em2(11)
And I can still hear his song
Em
The man's too big
D C
The man's too strong
C D/A / D C
C /
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
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