Saddle Tramp

They call me a drifter, they say

I'm no good

I'll never amount to a thing

Well, I may be a drifter and

I may be no good

There's joy in this song that

I singSaddle tramp, saddle tramp

I'm as free as the breeze and

I ride where

I pleaseSaddle tramp, saddle tramp

At night,

I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue

Doubt if I ever will change

I might even dream of a lady

I knewMight even whisper her name

Saddle tramp, saddle tramp

I'm as free as the breeze and

I ride where

I pleaseSaddle tramp

I might even wind up in

IdahoAnd visit a cute little miss

A sweet little someone

I used to know

And I might even stop long enough for a kiss

Saddle tramp, saddle tramp

I'm as free as the breeze and

I ride where

I pleaseSaddle tramp, saddle tramp

Might even ride back through

Phoenix someday

Might even stop for awhile

But branded, no never,

I'll not be tied down

Trapped by a fair lady's smile

Saddle tramp, saddle tramp

I'm as free as the breeze and

I ride where

I pleaseSaddle tramp