I am just an ageing drummer boy And in the wars I used to play And I've called a 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 a-hid like a thief 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've tried to be meek I have tried to be mild But I spat like a woman and I sulked like a child I have lived behind walls that have made me alone Striven for peace Which I never have 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 backed you anyway You may have got your silver, but I swear upon my life Your sister gave me diamonds And I give 'em to your wife Oh, Father, please help me For I have done wrong The man's too big The man's too strong