Tennessee

'Long about 18 and 25, I left Tennessee very much alive

I never would have made it through the Arkansas mud

If I hadn't been a-ridin that Tennessee stud

I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa

One of her brothers was a bad apple

I wrote a letter to my uncle Fud

And I rode away on the Tennessee stud

The Tennessee stud was long and lean

The colour 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

We drifted on down into no man's land

We crossed that river called the Rio Grande

I raced my horse with the Spaniard's foal

'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold

Well, me and the gambler we couldn't agree

We got in a fight over Tennessee

And we pulled our guns, and he fell with a thud

And I rode away on the Tennessee stud

The Tennessee stud was long and lean

The colour 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

(Ha-ha-ha-ha)

We rode right back across Arkansas

I whooped her brother and I whooped her pa

I found that girl with the golden hair

She was ridin' on a Tennessee mare

Well, pretty little baby on the cabin floor

A little horse colt playin' 'round the door

Mm, I love the girl with the golden hair

And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare

The Tennessee stud was long and lean

The colour 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

The Tennessee stud was long and lean

The colour 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