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Lyrics to Tennessee Stud Along about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would have got through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa One of her brothers was a bad outlaw I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud And I rode away on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud One day I was ridin' in the beautiful land And ran smack into an Indian band They jerked their knives with a whoop and a yell But I rode away like a bat out of hell Well I circled their camp for a time or two And showed what a Tennessee hoss could do And them redskin boys never got my blood 'Cause I was a-ridin' on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud We drifted on down into no man's land We crossed the river called the Rio Grande I raced my hoss with the Spaniards bold Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold Me and a gambler we couldn't agree We got in a fight over Tennessee We jerked our guns, he fell with a thud And I got away on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud Well, I got as lonesome as a man can be Dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee The Tennessee stud's green eyes turned blue 'Cause he was a-dneamin' of a sweetheart too We loped on back across Arkansas I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa I found that girl with the golden hair And she was ridin' on a Tennessee mare The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud Stirrup to stirrup and side by side We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee stud Pretty little baby on the cabin floor Little hoss colt playin' 'round the door I love the girl with golden hair And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud

Back about 1825 I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've got through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been a ridin' on the Tennessee Stud I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa One of his brothers was a bad outlaw I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud The Tennesee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud We drifted on down onto no man's land We crossed the river called the Rio Grande I raced my horse with a Spaiard foal 'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold Me and a 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 Well I got just as lonesome as a man can be Dreaming of my girl in Tennessee The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue Cause he was dreaming of his sweetheart, too We loped right back across Arkansas I whipped her brother and whipped her pa I found that girl with the golden hair And she was a riding on the Tennessee Mare The Tennesee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud Stirrup to stirrup and side by side We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood And the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud A pretty little baby and the cabin floor A little horse cold playin' round the door And I love the girl with the golden hair And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare The Tennesee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

Well, there never was a hoss Like the Tennessee Stud Along about 18 to 25 I left Tennessee very much alive I never would have got Through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been a-ridin' on the Tennessee Stud I had some trouble With my sweethearts, pa One of her brothers Was a bad outlaw I sent her a letter By my Uncle Fud An I rode away On the Tennessee Stud The Tennessee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun And his eyes were green He had the nerve an he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud We drifted on down Into no man's land We crossed the river Called the Rio Grande I raced my hoss With the Spaniards bold 'Till I got me a skin Full-a silver an gold Me an a gambler Couldn't agree We got in a fight Over Tennessee We jerked our guns He fell with a thud An I got away On the Tennessee Stud Well, I got as lonesome As a man can be A-dreamin' of my girl In Tennessee The Tennessee Stud's Green eyes turned blue 'Cause he was a-dreamin' Of a sweetheart, too We loped right on Across Arkansas I wupped her brother And I wupped her pa I found that girl With the golden hair An she was a-ridin' On the Tennessee mare The Tennessee Stud was long an lean The color of the sun And his eyes were green He had the nerve an a-he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud Stirrup to stirrup And side by side We crossed the mountains And the valleys wide We came to Big Muddy And we forded the flood On the Tennessee mare An the Tennessee Stud Purdy little baby On the cabin floor Little hoss colt Playin' round the door I love the girl With the golden hair And the Tennessee Stud Loves the Tennessee Mare The Tennessee Stud was long an lean The color of the sun And his eyes were green He had the nerve an he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud.

Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Woah Im so wavy When I get the drop only goin 180 But till then I be stayin up lately Whippin up babies Smokin on stanky Your bitch thank me When I send her home she be walkin all janky Money gettin tall Brandon Ingram lanky Glock leave you dead never defibrillate me Creek gang Freeze frame Boy we got the glocks out My team bout to pop out Pull up and I hop out Bitch I got that 30 round I hit you gon' jump around Cause I ain't with fuck around My choppa blast like duh duh dow Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death And I'm highkey I'm highkey I'm highkey the best Grab me a drink then I'm spiking the rest Im a lil stud like a dyke in a vest And I'll siphon your necks all my guys can attest HUAAAHHHH Slightly depressed But I don't know why so I'm lightin the cess Till inside I'm alright and my mind is correct And I'm high as the guy who be pilotin jets Are we on ten yet I'm a go get that All a yo knickknacks up in my gift bag I'm on my big man Ludacris get back You like a kit kat break Stakin my claim with the flow and I'm takin the things from your home Screaming my name when I came thru the do' So you know who to blame when u play with the po And yo baby and dame is all chained to the flo With they brains all displayed where they laid and some mo That George Bush I hit that like a plane Skull push through the back of your brain Call someone cause he actin' insane I seen that nigga smackin' himself I keep doin' shit bad for my health Feel myself hang and I laugh at the belt All of these problems and all of these bottles And all of these drawings I put on my body On top of the pot that I mix wit tobacco I yell and I scream and I live like an asshole I hate doin shit so I didn't get tassle I sprint then I fall you could call me Yung Tackle I hope I get popped like a nigga that tattled I'm never rattled Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death