Willie Nelson - A Horse Called Music Chords

 
         
         
         
         
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No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

D G D A7 D

DHigh on a mountain on Western MoGntana D

D A7

A sDilowet moves cross a cinnamon sky DRiding along on a horse he calls musicG DWith a song on his lips

A7

DAnd a tear in his eye DHe dreams of a time GAnd a lady who loved him DAnd how he would sing her SDweet lullabies A7 DBut we don’t ever ask him GAnd he never talks about hDer DI guess it’s just better A7That we all let it sDlide GAnd he sings ohhhh to the Dlady’s GAnd ohhhh he makes them Dsigh DThen he rides away GOn a horse he calls Dmusic DThe pain in his heart A7And a tear in his Deye

D G D A7 D

DNow he wrote the music GFrom Boston to DBozmon DNot to much money DAnd way to much A7ride DBut those were the days GWhen a horse he called Dmusic DThe jump through the moon A7And Flied across the Dsky DNow all that’s left GIs an old time worn Dcowboy DWith only his dreams DOf the days gone gone A7by DAnd trailin behind GIs a horse with no rDider DA horse he calls memories A7That she used to Dride DBut he sang ohhhh G DTo the ladies DAnd ohhGhh he damn near made some fDall right down and die DAnd he’d ride away On a horGse he called mDusic DThe pain in his heart A7And a tear in his eye D DHigh on a moGuntain iDn Western Montana

D A7

TwoD crosses cut through a cinnamon sky DMarkin the place were GA horse he called Dmusic DLays with a cowboy A7There by his sDide

D G D A7 D