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