מילים לשיר Horse Called Music – Willie Nelson

High on a mountain in western Montana
Riding alone on a horse he called Music
A silhouette moves 'cross a cinnamon sky
With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye And how he would sing her sweet lullabies
He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him
But we don't ever ask him
Guess it is better to just let it slide
But sang "ooh" to the ladies
And he never talks about her Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
And ooh, he made some sigh
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye He rode the Music from Boston to Bozeman
For not too much money, but way to much ride
Could jump through the moon and sail across the sky
But those were the days when a horse he called Music
With nothin' more than the sweet byNow all that's left is a timeAnd trailing behind, is a horse with no rider And he sang "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he damn near made some fall right down and die
A horse he calls memories that she used to ride
Now he rides away on a horse he called Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye Two crosses cut, through a cinnamon sky
Marking the place where a horse he called Music
High on a mountain in western Montana
Lays with a cowboy in the sweet by-and-by.