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!
