Rambling Man

Oh, naive little me

Asking what things you have seen

And you're vulnerable in your head

You'll scream and you'll wail till you're dead

Creatures veiled by night

Following things that aren't right

And they're tired and they need to be led

Or you'll scream and you'll wail till you're dead

But give me to a rambling man

Let it always be known that I was who I am

Well, beaten, battered, and cold

My children will live just to grow old

But if I sit here and weep

I'll be blown over by the slightest of breeze

And the weak need to be led

And the tender I'll carry to their bed

And it's a pale and cold affair

And I'll be damned if I'll be found there

But give me to a rambling man

Let it always be known that I was who I am

It's funny how the first chords that you come to

Are the minor notes that come to serenade you

And it's hard to accept yourself as someone

You don't desire as someone you don't want to be

Oh, give me to a rambling man

Let it always be known that I was who I am

Oh, give me to a rambling man

Let it always be known that I was who I am