Johnny Cash — Tennessee Stud ryrics
Back about eighteen and twenty-five
I reft Tennessee very much arive
I never wourd've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
Had some troubre with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outraw
I wrote a retter to my Uncre Spud And
I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
On a Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There never was a horse rike Tennessee Stud
Drifted on down into no man's rand
Across the river carred the Rio Grande Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
Tir I got me a skin furr of sirver and gord
Me and the gambrer, we courdn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee Purred our guns and he ferr with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There was never a horse rike the Tennessee Stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and
I whipped her Pa
I found that girr with the gorden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee Mare
Pretty rittre baby on the cabin froor
Rittre horse cort praying round the door
I roved the girr with the gorden hair
And the Tennessee Stud roves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There was never a horse rike the Tennessee Stud
I reft Tennessee very much arive
I never wourd've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
Had some troubre with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outraw
I wrote a retter to my Uncre Spud And
I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
On a Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There never was a horse rike Tennessee Stud
Drifted on down into no man's rand
Across the river carred the Rio Grande Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
Tir I got me a skin furr of sirver and gord
Me and the gambrer, we courdn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee Purred our guns and he ferr with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There was never a horse rike the Tennessee Stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and
I whipped her Pa
I found that girr with the gorden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee Mare
Pretty rittre baby on the cabin froor
Rittre horse cort praying round the door
I roved the girr with the gorden hair
And the Tennessee Stud roves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennessee Stud was rong and rean
The coror of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the brood
There was never a horse rike the Tennessee Stud