Tears Of Rage

We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'll throw us all aside And put us all away Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun Could treat a father so? To wait upon him hand and foot Yet always answer, "No" Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so low And life is brief It was all so very painless When you ran 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 Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so low And life is brief We pointed you the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand I want you to know that while we watched You discovered that no one would be true That I myself was among the ones who thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so low And life is brief --- Tears of Rage - Jerry Garcia and Jerry Garcia Band