Текст (слова) песни: Randy Travis - Horse Called Music
High on a mountain in western Montana A silouette moves across a cinammon sky Riding along on a horse he calls 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 dont ever ask him, and he never talks about her I guess its just better that we all let it slide
chorus: And he sings Oooh to the ladies and Oooh he makes `em sigh Then he rides away on a horse he calls Music With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye
Now he rode the Music from Boston to Bozman 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 cinammon sky Marking the place where a horse he called Music Lays with a cowboy there by his side
Прямая ссылка на текст песни Horse Called Music: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/14167.html