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!