Ramble On

I love Led Zeppelin's song Ramble On.  I always have.  In fact, in my high school senior annual/yearbook, I quoted a portion of the song:  "I've been this way ten years to the day . . . Ramble On".

On the drive to my dermatology appointment yesterday, I was listening to Led Zeppelin and this song came on and got me to musing.  Truth be told, I hadn't a clue the song was about (or based on) The Lord of the Rings until after some years.  Here are the lyrics:

Leaves are falling all around, It's time I was on my way.
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay.
But now it's time for me to go. The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.
Sometimes I grow so tired, but I know I've got one thing I got to do...

[Chorus]
Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now, to sing my song.
I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way.
I've been this way ten years to the day, Ramble On,
Gotta find the queen of all my dreams.

Got no time to for spreadin' roots, The time has come to be gone.
And to' our health we drank a thousand times, it's time to Ramble On.

[Chorus]

Mine's a tale that can't be told, my freedom I hold dear.
How years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air.
T'was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair.
But Gollum, and the evil one crept up and slipped away with her, her, her....yeah.

[Chorus]

Gonna ramble on, sing my song. Gotta keep-a-searchin' for my baby...
Gonna work my way, round the world. I can't stop this feelin' in my heart
Gotta keep searchin' for my baby. I can't find my bluebird!



Crazy lyrics, honestly.  About Frodo's journey and yet, about Palmer's searching for the right girl?  Weird.  Anyway, I think it's funny that way back then (over twenty years ago) I had no clue this song was based on anything to do with Lord of the Rings or the Hobbit.  I rejected those books outright when suggested to me by a friend back then.  I did marry someone about 19 years ago, though, who is a huge fan of those books and pestered me for years to read them.  After we watched the first film I dug out his old tattered copies and read the series and found them to be delightful, witty, generous, and pleasing to this old gel's soul.  I was so grateful for my husband's pestering me about something so good and important.  (Yesterday, I was thankful for his pestering about that suspicious mole, yeah?).  He's also the reason I became Catholic.  He never pestered me about that, because he does believe in free will after all.  It was his example that brought me around, over time.

My husband has brought me fortune:  the True Church, a strong marriage, three beautiful children, and a life of good and necessary things where all my needs are being met.  And, God bless the man, because he is patient beyond reckoning.  He knows about me the way I know about myself:  I will usually put up a big stink about something (like those books, or becoming Catholic, or what-have-you) before I do a final weigh-in.  I'm slow to make decisions, I reckon.  I have to make everything quite difficult - but here's why:  I stand more firm when I do.  I've gone through hell to get there so I'm stayin'.

Ramble on.