Randy Travis - Horse Called Music Lyrics
High on a mountain in western MontanaA silouette moves across a cinammon skyRiding along on a horse he calls MusicWith a song on his lips, and a tear in his eyeHe dreams of a time, and a lady that loved himand how he would sing her sweet lullabye'sbut we dont ever ask him, and he never talks about herI guess its just better that we all let it slidechorus:And he sings Oooh to the ladiesand Oooh he makes 'em sighThen he rides away on a horse he calls MusicWith a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eyeNow he rode the Music from Boston to BozmanFor not too much money, and way too much rideBut those were the days when a horse he called MusicCould jump through the moon and fly across the skyNow all thats left is an old time worn cowboyWith only his dreams of the days long gone byAnd trailin behind is a horse with no riderA horse he calls Memories that she used to rideChorusHigh on a mountain in western MontanaTwo crossed cut through a cinammon skyMarking the place where a horse he called MusicLays with a cowboy there by his side
