Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on a Tennessee stud Had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa One of her brothers was a bad outlaw I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fud And I rode away on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and...Learn More

How can I know for sure where you will take me? Your heart is very pure, secure, I'm just so unsure Do I need you? I don't know for sure I don't trust myself, my heart is not pure Forever I'll wait and I'll die if I must To be reborn again with the wings that don't rust The day has now come for love to escape me I just have to count to three and...Learn More