Dire Straits

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 her my confession



I have legalised robbery

Called it 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 wall

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 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