[ti:A Horse Called Music]
[ar:Willie Nelson]
[al:Heroes]
[offset:0]
[00:01.92]A Horse Called Music Merle
[00:04.36]Willie Nelson
[00:09.47]High on a mountain in western Montana
[00:16.78]A silhouette moves 'cross a cinnamon sky
[00:26.15]Riding alone on a horse he called Music
[00:32.04]With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye
[00:42.77]He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him
[00:49.41]And how he would sing her sweet lullabies
[00:58.74]we But don't ever ask him
[01:01.63]And he never talks about her
[01:06.31]Guess it is better to just let it slide
[01:14.29]But sang ooh to the ladies
[01:22.15]And ooh, he made some sigh
[01:30.63]Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
[01:37.53]With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye .....MUSIC......
[02:04.52]He rode the Music from Boston to Bozeman
[02:12.01]For not too much money, but way to much ride
[02:21.42]But those were the days when a horse he called Music
[02:28.65]Could jump through the moon and sail across the sky
[02:37.51]Now all that's left is a time-old worn cowboy
[02:45.00]With nothin' more than the sweet by-and-by
[02:54.61]And trailing behind, is a horse with no rider
[03:02.46]A horse he calls memories that she used to ride
[03:09.74]And he sang ooh to the ladies
[03:18.04]And ooh, he damn near made some fall right down and die
[03:26.14]Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
[03:31.08]
[03:34.23]With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye
[03:43.86]High on a mountain in western Montana
[03:50.60]Two crosses cut, through a cinnamon sky
[03:58.77]Marking the place where a horse he called Music
[04:05.81]Lays with a cowboy in the sweet by-and-by...
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