Escrita por
Bob Dylan e Richard Manuel, foi gravada em 1967 e lançada em 1968,
como música de abertura do disco de estréia da Band, chamado Music
from Big Pink. Manuel fez os vocais principais. Levon Helm disse que
foi uma das melhores performances de Manuel em toda a vida dele.
A canção é
inspirada na tragédia de Shakespeare King Lear. Destruído por
amargura e arrependimento, o narrador pensa nas promessas quebradas e
verdades ignoradas, e como ambição envenenou o poço das boas
intenções e como as filhas podem negar os desejos dos seus pais.
Um forte
tema biblíco corre por toda a canção. O tema de a vida ser breve,
que é forte no Velho Testamento. Como pai, Dylan compreende que não
há coração mais partido do que o coração de um pai. A canção
fala sobre os laços familiares.
Richard
Manuel cantou e tocou piano acústico. Rick Danko tocou baixo e fez
backing vocals. Levon Helm tocu bateria. Garth Hudson tocou orgao e
saxofone soprano. Robbie Robertson tocou guitarra e John Simon tocou
pandeiro e corneta barítono.
Foi
regravada por Jimi Hendrix, Gene Clark, Jerry Garcia, Albert Lee,
Joan Baez, entre outros artistas.
A letra:
We carried you
in our arms on Independence Day
And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away
Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could 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
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
Why must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so alone
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
I want you to know that while we watched
You discovered no one would be true
That I myself was among
The ones who thought
It was just a childish thing to do
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
And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away
Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could 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
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
Why must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so alone
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
I want you to know that while we watched
You discovered no one would be true
That I myself was among
The ones who thought
It was just a childish thing to do
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
A versão da
Band:
A versão de
Ray LaMontagne e John Mayer:
A versão de
Joan Baez Acapella:
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