Tennessee Stud

Back about eighteen and twenty-five

I left Tennessee very much alive

I never would have made it through the Arkansas mud

If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud

Had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa

One of her brothers was a bad outlaw

I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fud

And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean

The color of the sun and his eyes were green

He had the nerve and he had the blood

There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

Drifted on down into no man's land

I crossed the river called the Rio Grande

I raced my horse with the Spaniards bold

'Til I got me a skinful of silver and gold

Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree

We got in a fight over Tennessee

We pulled our guns, he fell with a thud

And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean

The color of the sun and his eyes were green

He had the nerve and he had the blood

There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

I rode right back across Arkansas

I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa

I found that girl with the golden hair

And she was riding on a Tennessee mare

Pretty little baby on the cabin floor

A little horse colt playing 'round the door

I love the girl with the golden hair

And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean

The color of the sun and his eyes were green

He had the nerve and he had the blood

There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud