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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
Chorus
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
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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 discovered there was no one true
Most everybody really thought it was a childish thing to do
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It was all very painless, when you went out to receive
All that false instruction, which we never could believe
And now the hart is filled with gold,as if it was a purse
Oh, but what kind of love is this, which goes from bad to worse
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