# #Horse Called Music #By Randy Travis # #Capo 1 # eye Now he rode the Music from Boston to Bozeman For not too much money, and way too much ride But those were the days when a horse he called Music Could jump through the moon and fly across the sky Now all thats left is an old time worn cowboy With only his dreams of the days long gone by And trailin behind is a horse with no rider A horse he calls Memories that she used to ride Chorus High on a mountain in western Montana Two crossed cut (chordiearchive.chordie.com)