G
They call me a drifter, they say I'm no good
Em
I'll never amount to a thing
G
Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good
C G
There's joy in this song that I sing.
Em G
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
Em Am D
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
G Em
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp!
G
At night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue
Em
Doubt if I ever will change
G
I might even dream of a lady I knew
G C G
Might even whisper her name
Em G
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
Em Am D
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
G Em
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp!
G D
I might even wind up in Idaho
Em D
And visit a cute little miss
G D
A sweet little someone I used to know
Em Am D
And I might even stop long enough for a kiss.
Em G
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
Em Am D
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
G Em
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp!
G
Might even ride back through Phoenix someday
Em
Might even stop for awhile
G D
But branded, no never! I'll not be tied down
G C Em
Trapped by a fair lady's smile.
Em G
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
Em Am D
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
G Em
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp!
