I'm Not The Man Lyrics - 10,000 Maniacs

It crawls on his back, won't ever let him be 

Stares at the walls until the cinder blocks can breathe 

His eyes have gone away, escaping over time 

He rules a crowded nation inside his mind 

He knows that night like his hand 

He knows every move he made 

Late shift, the bell that rang, a time card won't fade 

10:05 his truck pulled home 

10:05 he climbed his stair 

About the time he was accused of being there 

But I'm not the man 

He goes free as I wait on the row for the man 

To test the rope, he'll slip around my throat and silence me 

On the day he was tried, no witness testified 

Nothing but evidence, not hard to falsify 

His own confession was a prosecutor's prize 

Made up of fear, of rage and of outright lies 

But I'm not the man 

He goes free as the candle vigil glows 

As they burn my clothes 

As the crowd cries, "Hang him slow!" 

And I feel my blood go cold, he goes free 

Call out the K K K, they're wild after me 

And with that frenzied look of half-demented zeal 

They'd love to serve me up my final meal 

Who'll read my final rite and hear my last appeal? 

Who struck this devil's deal?