Chords for TENNESSEE STUD. RAMBLING JACK ELLIOT JOHNNY CASH

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_ _ Back about [Db] 1825 I left Tennessee very much alive.
_ _ _ [Eb] I never would have made it to the Arkansas mud if I hadn't been a-riding on a Tennessee stud. _
_ _ _ _ _ I had some trouble with my [Db] sweetheart's pa, one of her brothers was a bad outlaw. _ _
_ [Eb] I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fudd and I [Bb] rode away on a [Eb] Tennessee stud. _ _ _ _ _
Well the Tennessee stud was long and [Ab] lean, color of the [Gb] sun and his [Bb] eyes were green.
_ _ [Eb] He had the nerve and he had the blood and there never was a horse [Bb] like a [Eb] Tennessee stud.
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_ But I drifted on down in no [Db] man's land, crossed the river called the Rio Grande.
_ _ _ [Eb] I raced my horse with the Spaniards fo' till I got me a [Bb] skin full of [Eb] silver and gold.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Me and the gambler we couldn't [Db] agree, we got in a fight over Tennessee. _
_ _ [Eb] We pulled our guns and he fell with a thud and I rode [Bb] away on a Tennessee [Eb] stud. _ _ _ _
_ The Tennessee stud was long and [Ab] lean, color of the [Gb] sun and his [Bb] eyes were green. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] He had the nerve and he had the blood and there never [Bb] was a horse like a Tennessee [Eb] stud.
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Well I rode right back across Arkansas, [Db] I whooped her brother and I whooped her paw.
_ _ _ [Eb] I found that girl with the golden hair and she was [Bb] riding on a [Eb] Tennessee mare. _
_ _ _ _ Oh pretty little baby on the cabin [Db] floor, little horse cold playing round the door. _ _
[Eb] Well I loved the girl with the golden hair and the Tennessee [Bb] stud was a Tennessee [Eb] mare. _ _ _ _ _
Well the Tennessee stud was long and [Ab] lean, color of the [Db] sun and his [Bb] eyes were green. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] Well he had the nerve, he had the blood and there never [Bb] was a horse [Eb] like a Tennessee stud. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well the Tennessee stud was long and [Ab] lean, color of the sun and his [Bb] eyes were green.
_ _ [Eb] Well he had the nerve and he had the blood and there never was a [Bb] horse like [Eb] a Tennessee stud. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ You know this Jack Elliott, rambling Jack Elliott, _ _ _ I mean he's been on the folk scene for many many years.
I saw him a couple times and man I'm telling you he's rambling.
He talks, he's talking, talking, talking and half the show is him talking you know.
But anyway he came out with an album called Young Brigham and this song was on it along with Don't Think Twice, a couple other good songs.
And it just blew me away, his rendition.
Guy