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Along about eighteen, twenty-five

I left Tennessee very much alive

I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud

If I hadn't been ridin'g on the Tennessee Stud

Had a trouble with my sweetheart's Pa

One of her brothers was a bad outlaw

I sent her a letter about my Uncle Fudd

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

And there never was a horse like Tennessee Stud

We drifted on down into no man's land

Across that river called, Rio Grande

I raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe

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

Now me and the gambler, we couldn't agree

We got in a fight over Tennessee

We jurked our guns and he fell with a thud

We rode right back across Arkansas

I whupped her brother and I whupped her Pa

When I found that girl with the golden hair

She was ridin' that Tennessee Mare

Now there's a little baby on the cabin floor

A little horse colt playin' out the door

I loved the girl with the golden hair

And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare