Tennessee Stud

Well, there never was a hoss

Like the Tennessee Stud

Along about 18 to 25

I left Tennessee very much alive

I never would have got

Through the Arkansas mud

If I hadn't been a-ridin' on the Tennessee Stud

I had some trouble

With my sweethearts, pa

One of her brothers

Was a bad outlaw

I sent her a letter

By my Uncle Fud

An 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 an he had the blood

And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud

We drifted on down

Into no man's land

We crossed the river

Called the Rio Grande

I raced my hoss

With the Spaniards bold

'Till I got me a skin

Full-a silver an gold

Me an a gambler

Couldn't agree

We got in a fight

Over Tennessee

We jerked our guns

He fell with a thud

An I got away

On the Tennessee Stud

Well, I got as lonesome

As a man can be

A-dreamin' of my girl

In Tennessee

The Tennessee Stud's

Green eyes turned blue

'Cause he was a-dreamin'

Of a sweetheart, too

We loped right on

Across Arkansas

I wupped her brother

And I wupped her pa

I found that girl

With the golden hair

An she was a-ridin'

On the Tennessee mare

The Tennessee Stud was long an lean

The color of the sun

And his eyes were green

He had the nerve an a-he had the blood

And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud

Stirrup to stirrup

And side by side

We crossed the mountains

And the valleys wide

We came to Big Muddy

And we forded the flood

On the Tennessee mare

An the Tennessee Stud

Purdy little baby

On the cabin floor

Little hoss colt

Playin' round the door

I love the girl

With the golden hair

And the Tennessee Stud

Loves the Tennessee Mare

The Tennessee Stud was long an lean

The color of the sun

And his eyes were green

He had the nerve an he had the blood

And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud.

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