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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. Letras de canciones 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 please Saddle tramp! From Letras Mania