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

They're tired and they need to be led

You'll scream your wail till dead

But give me to a rambling man
Let it always be known that I was who I am

Beaten battered 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

The weak need to be led

The tender are carried to their bed
And It's a pale and cold affair

I'll be dammed 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 that the First chords that you come to

Are the minor notes that come to serenade you

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 the rambling man

Let it always be known that I was who I am