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
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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