Randy Travis – Horse Called Music (Guitar)

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  High on a mountain in western Montana

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   A silhouette moves across a cinnamon sky

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  Riding along on a horse he calls music

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With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye

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He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him

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   And how he would sing her sweet lullaby’s

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  But we don’t ever ask him, and he never talks about her

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   I guess it’s just better that we all let it slide

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And he sings   ooh to the ladies

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  and ooh he makes 'em sigh

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  Then he rides away on a horse he calls music

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With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye

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  Now he rode the Music from Boston to Bozeman

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   For not too much money, and way too much ride

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  But those were the days when a horse he called music

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Could jump through the moo-oon   and fly across the sky

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  Now all thats left is a time worn cowboy

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   With nothing more than the sweet by and by

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  And trailin behind is a horse with no rider

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A horse he calls memories that she used to ri-ide

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And he sings   ooh to the ladies

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  and ooh he makes 'em sigh

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  Then he rides away on a horse he calls music

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With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye

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  High on a mountain   in western Montana

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   Two crosses cut through a cinnamon sky

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  Marking the place where a horse he called music

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Lays with a cowboy  in the sweet by and by