Way back in 1825
I left tennesse very much alive
and I never would have made
it through the Ark. mud
if I hadn't been riding on my tennesse stud
The tennesse stud was long and lean,
the color of the sun and his eyes were green
had some trouble with my sweethearts paw
one of her brothers was a bad outlaw
so I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fud
and I went riding on my tennesse stud
got on down to no-man's land,
cross the river called the rio grande
raced my horse with the spainard foe
'till i got me a skin filled with silver and gold
shot on back across arkansas
I whipped her brothers and i whipped her paw
had a little lady with the golden hair (sokly)
'cause a tennesse horse needs a tennesse mare