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From: "Cajun Cliff Nichols" 
 Subject: Another version of "Tennessee Stud" 
 Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2003 12:02:03 -0800
 Tennessee Stud
 By: Doc Watson
 A							 G
 Along about eighteen twenty five, I left Tennessee very much alive
       A
 And I never would got through the Arkansas mud,
 			               E------g   A
 If I hadn't been a ridin' that Tennessee Stud.
 
 I had me some trouble with my sweetheart's Paw, One o' her 
 brothers was a bad outlaw. Sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud, Then 
 I rode away on the Tennessee Stud.
 Chorus:
 A                     G        A         D           
 The Tennessee Stud was long and lean, The color of the sun and his 
 C		 E	   A			       	G^		 A
 eyes were green.  He had the nerve and he had the blood, 
 		 C		   A			   E-----g  A
 And there never was a horse like The Tennessee Stud.
 
 We drifted on down in-ta 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.
 Chorus
 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 A dreamin' of 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' on a Tennessee Mare.  Whoa Boy
 Chorus
 Stirrup to stirrup and side by side, We crossed them mountains and 
 the valleys wide. When we came to big muddy, had to ford a flood, 
 On the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud.
 
 There's a prety little baby on the cabin floor, frisky little colt 
 runnin' 'round the door. I love that girl with the golden hair, 
 And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee Mare.
 Chorus ö tag