SADDLE TRAMP
(Marty Robbins)

Marty Robbins


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, saddle tramp.




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - November 2020)