Horse Called Music Lyrics

Revolutions Of Time- The Journey 1975-1993 Disc 3
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
He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him and how he would sing her sweet lullabye's but we don’t ever ask him, and he never talks about her I guess its just better that we all let it slide
And he sings Oooh to the ladies and Oooh he makes 'em sigh Now he rides away on a horse he calls Music With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/horse-called-music-lyrics-willie-nelson.html ] 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 that’s left is a old time worn cowboy With only his dreams of the days long gone bye And trailin behind is a horse with no rider A horse he calls Memories that she used to ride
But he sang Oooh to the ladies and Oooh he damn near made some fall right down and die Now he rides away on a horse he called Music With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye
High on a mountain in western Montana Two crosses cut through a cinnamon sky Marking a place where a horse he called Music Lays with a cowboy there bye his side