Song parody of
Rambling Man
by Laura Marling
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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 fade by night
Following things that aren't right
And they're tired and they need to be lead
You'll scream and you'll wail till they're dead
But give me to a rambling man
Let it always be known that I was who I am
We're 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
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 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 the rambling man
Let it always be known that I was who I am
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 fade by night
Following things that aren't right
And they're tired and they need to be lead
You'll scream and you'll wail till they're dead
But give me to a rambling man
Let it always be known that I was who I am
We're 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
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 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 the rambling man
Let it always be known that I was who I am
