Rambling Man Songtext / Lyric

Oh, naive little me,
asking what things you have seen
you're vulnerable in your head
you'll scream and you'll wail 'till you're dead. Creatures fade by night,
following things that aren't right
and they're tired and they need to be lead
they'll scream and they'll wail 'till they'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 lead
and the tender I'll carry to their bed
and it's a pale and cold affair
I'll be damned if I'll be found there
by 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.