Text size:
DmC
BbDm
DmC
BbDm
I'm Dmjust and ageing drummer boy
And in the Cwars I used to play
And I've Bbcalled the tune
To many a torture Dmsession
Now they Dmsay I am a war criminal
And I'm Cfading away
BbFather please her my conDmfession
I have Glegalised robbery
DCalled it a belief
I have Grun with the money
And Dhid like a thief
I have Gre-written history
With my Darmies and my crooks
DInvented Cmemories Am7
I did Dburn all the books
And I can Dmstill hear his laughter
And I can Cstill hear his song Em
The man's too Embig
The man's too DstroCng
CD/ADC
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
📱 Compartilhe esta música
💚 Compartilhe com amigos músicos