Rambling Man

Oh naïve 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

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



But give me to a rambling man

let it always be known that I was who I am



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 are carried to their bed

And its 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 funning that 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