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Horse Called Music By Randy Travis Capo 1

^CHigh on a mount^Amain in western Mo^Fntana ^C ^AmA silhouette mov^Ces across a cinnamon sky^G ^CRiding along on ^Ama horse he calls ^Fmusic ^C With a so^Amng on his li^Cps, and a tear in hi^Gs eye ^C ^CHe dreams of a time, an^Amd a lady that lo^Fved him ^C ^Amand how he would sing her s^Cweet lullaby’s ^G ^Cbut we don’t ever ask him^Am, and he never talks a^Fbout her ^C ^AmI guess its just bett^Cer that we all ^Glet it slide ^C

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And he sings ^FOooh to the ladies ^C ^Fand Oooh he makes 'e^Cm sigh ^CThen he rides away on ^Ama horse he ca^Flls Music ^C With a pain^Am in his heart^C, and a tear in his^G eye ^C

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

Randy Travis - Horse called music