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1997Writer: Driftwood(with Johnny Cash)Along about eighteen and twenty-fiveI left Tennessee very much aliveI never woulda got through the Arkansas mudIf I hadn''t been a-ridin'' on the Tennessee studI had some trouble with my sweetheart''s paOne of her brothers was a bad outlawI sent her a letter by my Uncle FudAnd I rode away on the Tennessee studThe Tennessee stud was long and leanThe colour of the sun and his eyes were greenHe had the nerve and he had the bloodAnd there never was a horse like the Tennessee studOne day I was a-ridin'' through a beautiful landWhen I ran smack into an Indian bandThey jumped their nags with a whoop and a yellAnd away we went like a bat outta hellI circled their camp for a time or twoTo show ''em what a Tennessee horse can doThem Redskin boys couldn''t get my blood''Cause I was a-ridin'' on the Tennessee studThe Tennessee stud was long and leanThe colour of the sun and his eyes were greenHe had the nerve and he had the bloodAnd there never was a horse like the Tennessee studWe drifted on down into no man''s landWe crossed the river called the Rio GrandeI raced my horse with a Spaniard boldTill I got me a skin full of silver and goldMe and a gambler we couldn''t agreeWe got in a fight over TennesseeWe jerked our guns, he fell with a thudAnd I got away on the Tennessee studThe Tennessee stud was long and leanThe colour of the sun and his eyes were greenHe had the nerve and he had the bloodAnd there never was a horse like the Tennessee studWell I got as lonesome as a man can beA-dreamin'' of my girl in TennesseeThe Tennessee stud''s green eyes turned blue''Cause he was dreamin'' of his sweetheart tooWe loped right on across ArkansasI whupped her brother and whupped her PaI found that girl with the golden hairAnd she was a-ridin'' on a Tennessee mareThe Tennessee stud was long and leanThe colour of the sun and his eyes were greenHe had the nerve and he had the bloodAnd there never was a horse like the Tennessee studStirrup to stirrup and side by sideWe crossed the mountains and the valleys wideWe came to Big Muddy and we forded the floodOn the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee studA pretty little baby on the cabin floorA little horse colt playin'' round the doorI love the girl with the golden hairAnd the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mareThe Tennessee stud was long and leanThe colour of the sun and his eyes were greenHe had the nerve and he had the bloodAnd there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud