歌曲名 Tears Of Rage 歌手名 Gene Clark

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We carried you in our arms

On Independence Day

And now you'd throw us all aside

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

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 out 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

Now I want you to know

That while we watched

You discover there was no one true

Most ev'rybody really 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 seem so very painless

When you went out to receive

All that false instruction

That 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