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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 ridin on the Tennessee stud

I 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

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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 the Tennessee stud

Drifted on down into no man's land
Across the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my horse with the Spaniards fold
Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold

Me and the gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We pulled our guns, an' he fell with a thud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud

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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 ridin' on a Tennessee mare

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Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playin' 'round the door
I love the girl with golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare

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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 ridin on the Tennessee stud      I 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      CHORUS:   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 the Tennessee stud      Drifted on down into no man's land   Across the river called the Rio Grande   I raced my horse with the Spaniards fold   Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold      Me and the gambler we couldn't agree   We got in a fight over Tennessee   We pulled our guns, an' he fell with a thud   And I rode away on the Tennessee stud      CHORUS      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 ridin' on a Tennessee mare      CHORUS      Pretty little baby on the cabin floor   Little horse colt playin' 'round the door   I love the girl with golden hair   And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare      CHORUS