We caArried you in oF#mur arms on IndeDpendence Day    Bm 
G And now you'd throw us all asDide and put us Aall away
OAh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun cF#mould treat Am fDather so?     Bm 
G To wait upon him handD and foot and alwAays tell him „No”

 C#7 Tears of rage, tears F#mof grief
D Why must I always  beA the thief?
C#7 Come to me now, you know we're so low F#m   
D A7 D7+A
And life is brief


We pointed you 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.

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?