Introdução: I’m just an 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 belief I have run with the money and hid like a thief 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 they 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