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 sing Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle 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 knew Might even whisper her name Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp I might even wind up in Idaho And 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 please Saddle tramp, saddle tramp Might even ride back through Phoenix someday Might even stop for a while 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 please Saddle tramp!