Horse Called Music Randy Travis
[C]High on a [Am]mountain in [F]western Mon[C]tana
[Am]A silhouette [C]moves across a [G]cinnamon sky
[C]Riding [Am]along on a [F]horse he calls [C]music
With a [Am]song on his [C]lips, and a [G]tear in his [C]eye
[C]He dreams of a [Am]time, and a [F]lady that [C]loved him
[Am]and how he would [C]sing her sweet lulla[G]by’s
[C]but we don’t ever [Am]ask him, and he [F]never talks [C]about her
[Am]I guess its just [C]better that [G]we all let it [C]slide
Chorus:
And he [F]sings Oooh to the [C]ladies
[F]and Oooh he [C]makes 'em sigh
[C]Then he rides [Am]away on a [F]horse he calls [C]Music
With a [Am]pain in his [C]heart, and a [G]tear in his [C]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 through a cinnamon sky
Marking the place where a horse he called Music
Lays with a cowboy there by his side
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