Tennessee Stud Doc Watson
[D]Along about eighteen twenty-five
I [C]left Tennessee very much alive
I nev[D]er would've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the [A]Tennessee [D]Stud
[D]Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
[C]One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
[D]I wrote her a letter by my Uncle Fudd
And I rode away on the [A]Tennessee [D]Stud
| D C D
|The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
| G F A
|The color of the sun and his eyes were green
|D
|He had the nerve and he had the blood
| A D
|There never was a horse like Tennessee Stud
We drifted on down into no man's land
We crossed that river called the Rio Grande
Raced my horse with the Spaniard's fole
Til 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 rode away on the Tennessee Stud
I got just as lonesome as a man can be
Dreamin of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue
cause he was a dreamin of a sweetheart too
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 riding on a Tennessee Mare
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side,
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide.
We came to Big Muddy, then we forded the flood
On the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud.
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playing round the door
I loved that girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
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