Along about 1825

I left Tennessee very much alive

I never would've got through the Arkansas mud

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



We drifted on down onto no man's land

We crossed the river called the Rio Grande

I raced my horse with a Spaiard foal

Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold.



Me and a gambler we couldn't agree

We got in a fight over Tennessee

We jerked our guns he fell with a thud

And I got away on the Tennessee Stud.



The Tennesee Stud was long and lean

The color of the sun and his eyes was green

He had the nerve and he had the blood

And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud.



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Well, I got just as lonesome as a man could be

Dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee

The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue

'Cause he was a dreamin' of his sweetheart too.



We loped right back across Arkansas

I whipped her brother and whipped her pa

I found that girl with the golden hair

And she was a ridin' on the Tennessee Mare.



A pretty little boy and the cabin floor

A little horse cold playin' round the door

I love the girl with the golden hair

And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare.



The Tennesee Stud was long and lean

The color of the sun and his eyes was green

He had the nerve and he had the blood

And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud...