Back about eighteen and twenty- five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would-a made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been ridin' on a 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 Fudd And I rode away on a 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 hoss like the Tennessee stud Drifted on down into no-man's land I crossed the river called the Rio Grande Raced my hoss with a Spaniard's foal 'Til I got me a skin full o' silver and gold Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree We got in a fight over Tennessee Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud And I rode away on a 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 hoss like the Tennessee stud I rode right back across'd Arkansas I whupped her brother and I whupped her pa I found that girl with the golden hair And she was ridin' on a Tennessee mare Purrty 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 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 hoss like the Tennessee stud