Dire Straits - The mans too strong

I am ^Dmjust an aging drummer boy, and in the ^Cwars I used to play And I've ^Bbcalled the tune to many a torture ^Dmsession Now they say I am a war criminal, and I'm ^Cfading away ^BbFather, please hear my con^Dmfession

I have ^Glegalized robbery, ^Dcalled it belief I have ^Grun with the money, I have ^Dhid like a thief ^GRe-written history with ^Darmies and my crooks Invented ^Cmemorie^Ams, I did ^Dburn all the books

And I can ^Dmstill hear his laughter, And I can ^Cstill hear his ^Amsong The man's too ^Embig; The man's too ^Dst^Crong^{D C C G}

Well I ^Gtried to be meek, I have ^Dtried to be mild But I ^Gspat like a woman, and ^Dsulked like a child I have ^Glived behind walls, that have ^Dmade me alone Striven for ^Cpeace^Am, which I have ^Dnever known

And I can ^Dmstill hear his laughter, And I can ^Cstill hear his ^Amsong The man's too ^Embig; The man's too ^Dst^Crong^{D C C G}

Well the ^Gsun rose on the courtyard, and they ^Dall did hear him say "^G;You always was a Judas, b^Dut I got you anyway You ^Gmay have got your silver, but I ^Dswear upon my life Your sister gave me ^Cdiamonds^Am, and I gave 'em ^Dto your wife"

Oh father, please ^Dmhelp me, For ^CI have done ^Amwrong The man's too ^Embig; The man's too ^Dst^Crong^{D C C G}