[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan/R. Manuel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan/R. Manuel
[00:08.65]We carried you in our arms
[00:10.57]On Independence Day
[00:17.64]And now you’d throw us all aside
[00:23.68]And put us on our way
[00:30.71]Oh what dear daughter ’neath the sun
[00:37.68]Would treat a father so
[00:44.29]To wait upon him hand and foot
[00:51.79]And always tell him, “No?”
[00:58.80]Tears of rage, tears of grief
[01:07.24]Why must I always be the thief?
[01:12.41]Come to me now, you know
[01:15.88]We’re so alone
[01:22.76]And life is brief
[01:24.04]
[01:28.46]We pointed out the way to go
[01:33.01]And scratched your name in sand
[01:41.31]Though you just thought it was nothing more
[01:51.18]Than a place for you to stand
[01:52.99]Now, I want you to know that while we watched
[02:00.12]You discover there was no one true
[02:07.33]Most ev’rybody really thought
[02:13.35]It was a childish thing to do
[02:20.88]Tears of rage, tears of grief
[02:29.82]Must I always be the thief?
[02:33.96]Come to me now, you know
[02:37.71]We’re so low
[02:45.09]And life is brief
[02:46.61]
[02:50.52]It was all very painless
[02:55.22]When you went out to receive
[03:02.43]All that false instruction
[03:07.78]Which we never could believe
[03:14.93]And now the heart is filled with gold
[03:22.03]As if it was a purse
[03:28.44]But, oh, what kind of love is this
[03:35.31]Which goes from bad to worse?
[03:47.75]Tears of rage, tears of grief
[03:49.25]Must I always be the thief?
[03:55.76]Come to me now, you know
[04:00.07]We’re so low
[04:03.21]And life is brief

作词 : Bob Dylan/R. Manuel
作曲 : Bob Dylan/R. Manuel
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 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