Marty Robbins - Saddle tramp

^FThey call me a drifter, they say I'm no good I'll never amount to a thing ^{Dm F}Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good There's joy in this song that I sing. ^{Bb C}

S^Dmaddle tramp, saddl^Fe tramp I'm as fre^Dme as the breeze and I ride where I^Gm please ^FSaddle tramp, saddle t^Dmramp!

^FAt night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue Doubt if I ever^C will change ^{Dm F}I might even dream of a lady I knew ^{C Bb}Might even whisper her name ^{F C}

S^Dmaddle tramp, saddl^Fe tramp I'm as fre^Dme as the breeze and I ride where I^Gm please ^FSaddle tramp, saddle t^Dmramp!

^BbI might even wind up in Idaho ^{F C}And visit a cu^Fte little mi^Bbss A sweet little someone I used to know^F And I might even stop lo^Gng enough for a ki^Css. ^{Am C}

S^Dmaddle tramp, saddl^Fe tramp I'm as fre^Dme as the breeze and I ride where I^Gm please ^FSaddle tramp, saddle t^Dmramp!

^FMight even ride back through Phoenix someday ^C Might even s^Ftop for awhile ^{Dm A} But branded, ^Fno never! I'll not be tied down ^{C F}Trapped by a fair lady's smile.

S^Dmaddle tramp, saddl^Fe tramp I'm as fre^Dme as the breeze and I ride where I^Gm please ^FSaddle tramp, saddle t^Dmramp!