Along about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
And I never would have made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-riding on the Tennessee stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on my 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 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 of silver and gold
Me and a gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns and he fell with a thud
And I brought 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 hoss like the Tennessee stud
We loped on back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was riding on a Tennessee mare
Now there's a little baby on the cabin floor
Little hoss colt playing around the door
I love the girl with 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
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud