Laura Marling - Rambling man

^GOh, na^Cive little ^Gme Asking what th^Cings you have se^Gen You're vulner^Cable in your h^Gead And you'll scream and you'll w^Cait till you're d^Gead Creatures ve^Ciled by ni^Gght Following th^Cings that aren't r^Gight And they're tired and they n^Ceed to be l^Ged Or you'll scream and you'll w^Cait till you're d^Gead

But give me ^Fto a r^Cambling m^Gan Let it always be kn^Down that I ^Cwas who I ^Gam

Beaten, ba^Cttered and c^Gold My children will l^Cive just to grow o^Gld But if I s^Cit here and wee^Gp I'll be blown over by the sl^Cightest of br^Geeze And the weak n^Ceed to be l^Ged And the tender I'll ca^Crry to their b^Ged And it's a pale and ^Ccold aff^Gair I'll be damned if ^CI'll be found th^Gere

But give me ^Fto a r^Cambling m^Gan Let it always be kn^Down that I ^Cwas who I ^Gam

It's f^Emunny how the first chords you c^Gome to Are the m^Eminor notes that come to seren^Gade you And it's ^Emhard to accept yourself as so^Gmeone ^Em You don't des^Gire as s^Emomeone you don't want to ^Gbe

Oh, give me ^Fto a r^Cambling m^Gan Let it always be kn^Down that I ^Cwas who I ^Gam Oh, give me ^Fto a r^Cambling m^Gan Let it always be kn^Down that I ^Cwas who I ^Gam