GWe carried you e in our Carms on Ia ndependance Day
And Fnow you throw Cus all asiGde and put us on our way
Oh Gwhat dear dauge hter 'neath theC sun could a treat the father so
To wFait upon hCim hand anGd foot, yet always answer 'No'


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TeB7ars of Rage e, Tears oCf grief, a7 why mustG I always be the thief
CoB7me to me now you kne ow we're sCo alona7 e, and liGfe is brief

We pointed out the way to go and scratched your name in sand
But you just thought that 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
That I myself really thought that it was just a childish thing to do

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It was all very painless, when you went down to receive
All the 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, that goes from bad to worse

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