Dire Straits - The mans too strong

I am ^Fmjust an aging drummer boy, and in the ^Fwars I used to play And I've ^D#called the tune to many a torture ^Fmsession Now they say I am a war criminal, and I'm ^Ffading away ^D#Father, please hear my con^Fmfession

I have ^Clegalized robbery, ^Gcalled it belief I have ^Crun with the money, I have ^Ghid like a thief ^CRe-written history with ^Garmies and my crooks Invented ^Fmemorie^Dms, I did ^Gburn all the books

And I can ^Fmstill hear his laughter, And I can ^Fstill hear his ^Dmsong The man's too ^Ambig; The man's too ^Gst^Frong^{G F F C}

Well I ^Ctried to be meek, I have ^Gtried to be mild But I ^Cspat like a woman, and ^Gsulked like a child I have ^Clived behind walls, that have ^Gmade me alone Striven for ^Fpeace^Dm, which I have ^Gnever known

And I can ^Fmstill hear his laughter, And I can ^Fstill hear his ^Dmsong The man's too ^Ambig; The man's too ^Gst^Frong^{G F F C}

Well the ^Csun rose on the courtyard, and they ^Gall did hear him say "^C;You always was a Judas, b^Gut I got you anyway You ^Cmay have got your silver, but I ^Gswear upon my life Your sister gave me ^Fdiamonds^Dm, and I gave 'em ^Gto your wife"

Oh father, please ^Fmhelp me, For ^FI have done ^Dmwrong The man's too ^Ambig; The man's too ^Gst^Frong^{G F F C}