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 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