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Along Dabout eighteen twenty five
I Cleft Tennessee very much alive
And I Dnever would got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadnC't been a-Dridin that Tennessee Stud
I had me some trouble with my sweetheart's Paw
One o' her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
Then I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
DThe Tennesee Stud was Clong and Dlean
The cFolor of the Csun and his Deyes were green
HDe had the nerve and he Chad the Dblood
ADnd there never was a horse like The CTennesee DStud
We drifted on down inta no man's land
And crossed that river called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss with a Spaniard's foal
'Til 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 jerked our guns and he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee Stud
Well I got just as lonesome as a man could be
A-dreamin of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue
'Cause he was dreamin bout his sweetheart too
We loped right back across Arkansas
I whooped her brother and I whooped her Paw
When I found that girl with the golden hair
She was a-ridin that Tennessee Mare
Ad lib Whoa Boy
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side
We crossed them mountains and the valleys wide
We came to big muddy and then we forded a flood
On the Tennesee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
There's a prety little girl on the cabin floor
And a little horse colt layin on the floor
I love that girl with the golden hair
And the Tennesee stud loves the Tennessee Mare
Ad lib They're good horses
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