TEARS OF RAGE

Words by Bob Dylan, Music by Richard Manuel (The Band)

We carried you in our arms
On Independence Day,
And now you'd throw us all aside, yeah
And put us on our way.
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun
Would treat a father so,
To wait upon him hand and foot, yeah
And always tell him, "No"?

Tears of rage, tears of grief,
Why must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so alone
And life is brief.

We pointed you the way to go
And scratched your name in sand,
Though you just thought it was nothing more
Than a place for you to stand.
But I want you to know that while we watched,
You discover no one would be true.
that I myself was among the ones who thought
It was a childish thing to do.

Tears of rage, tears of grief,
Must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so low
And life is brief.

It was all very painless
When you went out to receive
All that false instruction
Which we never could believe.
And now the heart is filled with gold
As if it was a purse.
But, oh, what kind of love is this
Which goes from bad to worse?

Tears of rage, tears of grief,
Must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so low
And life is brief.