"A Horse Called Music" as written by and Wayne Carson....
High on a mountain in western Montana
A silhouette moves cross a cinnamon sky
Ridin' along on a horse he called Music
With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye

And he dreamed of a time and a lady that loved him
And how he would sing her sweet lullabye
But we don't ever ask him, and he never talks about her
I guess its better to just let it slide

And he sang oooh to the ladies
And oooh he makes 'em sigh
Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his 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 sail across the sky

Now all that's left is a time worn old cowboy
With nothing more than the sweet bye and bye
Trailin' along is a horse with no rider
A horse he calls Memories that she used to ride

And he sang oooh to the ladies
And oooh he damn near laid down and died
Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eyes

High on a mountain in western Montana
Two crosses cut through a cinnamon sky
Marking the place where a horse he called Music
Lays with a cowboy in the sweet bye and bye


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"A Horse Called Music" as written by Wayne Carson

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