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  13 <h1 class="songtitle">Tears of Rage</h1>
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  16 <p>Written by Richard Manuel and Bob Dylan<br />
  17 Released on <a class="recordlink" href="index.htm">The Basement Tapes</a> (1967/1975)<br />
  18 Tabbed by Eyolf &Oslash;strem</p>
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  20 <p>Capo 2nd fret (sounding key A major)</p>
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  22 <p>There are three takes on the GBT, but there are no substantial
  23 differences between them. The lyrics differs from the official lyrics
  24 on some points.</p>
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  29 G
  30
  31    G                  Em
  32 We carried you in our arms
  33    C            Am
  34 On Independence Day,
  35     F                  C
  36 And now you'd throw us all aside
  37     G
  38 And put us on our way.
  39    G                             Em
  40 Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun
  41       C              Am
  42 Would treat a father so,
  43    F             C
  44 To wait upon him hand and foot
  45     G
  46 Yet always answer &quot;No&quot;?
  47 B              Em
  48 Tears of rage, tears of grief,
  49 C                                G
  50 Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
  51 B
  52 Come to me now, you know
  53       Em        /d
  54 We're so alone
  55 C   Am      G         C/g G
  56 And life is brief.
  57
  58 We pointed out the way to go
  59 And scratched your name in sand,
  60 Though you just thought that it was nothing more
  61 Than a place for you to stand.
  62 Now, I want you to know that while you watched,
  63 discovered that there was no one true,
  64 that I myself really thought
  65 It was just a childish thing to do.
  66 Tears of rage, tears of grief,
  67 Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
  68 Come to me now, you know
  69 We're so alone
  70 And life is brief.
  71
  72 It was all very very painless
  73 When you ran out to receive
  74 All that false instruction
  75 Which we never could believe.
  76 And now the heart is filled with gold
  77 As if it was a purse.
  78 But, oh, what kind of love is this
  79 Which goes from bad to worse?
  80 Tears of rage, tears of grief,
  81 Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
  82 Come to me now, you know
  83 We're so alone
  84 And life is brief.
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