Tears of Rage
Bob Dylan Lyrics


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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
Yet always answer, "no?"
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am I the one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so alone
And life is brief

It was all pointed out, the way to go
And scratched your name in sand
Though you just thought that it was nothing more
Than a place for you to stand
Now I want you to know that while you watched
Discovered that there was no one true
That I myself really thought
It was just a childish thing to do
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so alone
And life is brief

It was all very, very painless
When you ran 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 am I the always one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know




We're so alone
And life is brief

Overall Meaning

In Bob Dylan and The Band's song "Tears of Rage," the lyrics paint a picture of a strained relationship between a father and his daughter. The opening lines, "We carried you in our arms on Independence Day," seem to suggest a happy moment in the past, but the following line, "And now you'd throw us all aside and put us on our way," reveals a discordant present. The father asks a poignant question in the next lines, "Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun would treat a father so, to wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him 'No?'" It seems that the father feels neglected, unappreciated, and frustrated with his daughter's behavior. He is filled with "tears of rage" and "tears of grief."


The next stanza shifts from the question of the father's treatment to how the daughter was raised. The father remembers pointing out the way to go and scratching the daughter's name in the sand. However, the father feels that his efforts were not appreciated, that the daughter thought it was merely a place for her to stand. In the last stanza, the father describes a painful moment when the daughter received "false instruction" somewhere else, leading to a "kind of love" that "goes from bad to worse." The song ends with a plea for the daughter to "come to me now" as they are "so alone, and life is brief." The song touches on themes of disappointment, regret, and the complex emotions that come from fractured family relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way
We once took care of you with love and pride, but now you reject us and leave us to fend for ourselves.


Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun Would treat a father so To wait upon him hand and foot And always tell him "No?"
What parent would accept such a disrespectful behavior from their own child, who refuses to appreciate their efforts?


Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I the one who must be the thief ? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief.
We cry in anger and sadness, wondering why we are being blamed for something we didn't do. Please, come back to us before it's too late, as we have so little time left alone.


We pointed out the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought that it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand
We showed you the path to follow in life, and we tried to leave a legacy of your name, but you saw it as just another place to stand.


Now I want you to know that while you watched You discover there was no one true Must everybody really thought It was a childish thing to do
We want you to realize that you were mistaken about the people around you and that they did not share your values. Everyone considered your behavior immature and inappropriate.


Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I the one who must be the thief ? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief.
We are frustrated and saddened by being made the scapegoat for something that is not our fault. We urge you to come back to us, as we are lonely and know that life is short.


It was all very painless When you went out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe
You were more than happy to receive misguided teachings without questioning them, even though we knew they were wrong all along.


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 ?
Your heart may seem full of riches, but what kind of love is it that only leads to more problems and disappointments?


Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I the one who must be the thief ? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief.
We are torn apart by feelings of anger and sadness, asking again why we have to take the blame. Please, come back to us, we are desperate and short on time.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Richard Manuel, Bob Dylan

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@johansterk354

How mature was this man at the mere age of 26?? Ancient blood singing ... The lyrics:

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 has all been 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
That I myself really thought it was just a childish thing to do

Tears of rage, tears of grief, why am I always the one who must 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



@bryankeisling132

Lyrics:
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, yet always answer no?

Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so alone
And life is brief

It was all pointed out the way to go and scratched your name in sand
Though you just thought that it was nothing more than a place for you to stand
Now I want you to know that while you were watched, discovered that there was no one true
That I myself really thought
It was just a childish thing to do

Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so alone
And life is brief

It was all very, very painless when you ran 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
Oh, but what kind of love is this which goes from bad to worse?

Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am I always the one who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so alone
And life is brief



All comments from YouTube:

@Argotero

Fantastic song, and sublime singers... The Band and Bob Dylan is been the greatest gift to all of us...thanks so much.

@stephenglasse9756

Great great singer ❤️. Everyone goes on about his lyrics but as Jann Wenner said, Dylan's voice is God's greatest gift to him.

@monicatolipan3238

Another fantastic song carrying the intensity of great romantism. Loved it.

@JorgeLMarquezsM

Emocionalidad completa! Qué hermosa canción! Somos padres adoloridos, como los de la letra!

@Davidgeorgegerard

Somos es la verdad

@jonnijames

one of your best Bob, love it with my heart and soul!!

@DutchComedian

Credit to Dylan for creating this masterpiece (one of dozens in his catalog) but I think almost everyone can agree that The Band's version on "Big Pink" is a superior rendition.

@Everton176

What a song, I wouldnt be who i am today without the basement tapes.

@davejonsson3440

Bob and Richard, Macca, and Ray Davies knew how to write from a parent's perspective, and these songs were so compassionate and, in a way, revolutionary.

@mortimerzilch2608

in 1974 Bob touring with the Band played this solo back to back with Wheels on Fire....and I thought he was going to explode. people were freaking out crying and hugging each other...most amazing singinng I ever heard...way better than even this fantastic rendition. But that particular convert is nowhere around on YouTube, at least I can't find it.

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