Richard Manuel

G

   G                  Em
We carried you in our arms
   C            Am
On Independence Day,
    F                  C
And now you'd throw us all aside
    G
And put us on our way.
   G                             Em
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun
      C              Am
Would treat a father so,
   F             C
To wait upon him hand and foot
    G
Yet always answer "No"?

B              Em
Tears of rage, tears of grief,
C                                G
Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
B
Come to me now, you know