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