Charlie Daniels é um cantor, guitarrista e violinista, que começou a escrever e tocar em 1950, quando ainda era um adolescente. Em 1964, Daniels co-escreveu “It Hurts Me” (uma canção que Elvis Presley gravou) com Joy Byers. Ele trabalhou como músico em Nashville, para o produtor Bob Johnston na CBS Records, tocou baixo em três álbuns de Bob Dylan em 1969 e 1970, e em gravações de Leonard Cohen. Ele produziu o álbum da banda Youngbloods, “Elephant Mountain” em 1969 e tocou violino em “Darkness Darkness”.
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VERSE 1: (-piano +lead guitar after each line) DG Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high. AD Never even stop and wonder why. DGGD/F# Maybe it's because you wanna die. EmA Maybe it's just the way things have to be.
DG You stay up late and drink too damn much whiskey. AD You know that sort of thing is kind of risky. DGGD/F# Maybe it's just because you like to feel frisky. EmAD Maybe it's just because you like to feel free.
CHORUS 1: (-piano) GAD Saddle Tramp, how many people watch you ridin' by, GAD Like a thunder cloud that floats across the Arizona sky, GADGGD/F# And wonder if they're looking at a mighty happy man, EmA Or just a lonely breeze that drifts across the GD/F#ED Endless desert sand.
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VERSE 2: (+piano) DG Well it's gettin' kinda cold in Readosa. AD Abilene ain't gettin' any closer. DGG DF# One more drink, one more hand of poker. EmA Because a fool and his money's gonna have to part.
DG You're too proud to ever show your sorrow. AD You don't steal and you won't beg or borrow. DGGD/F# You may be here today but you're gone tomorrow. EmAD There ain't no strings on your boot heels or your heart.
CHORUS 2: GAD Saddle Tramp, how many people watch you ride away, GAD Wonder why you never promise to come back some day. GADGGD/F# Maybe thinking you were holding all the pieces in your hand, EmA Or are they slippin' through your fingers like the GD/F#ED Endless desert sand.