Tom: D
D Bm D Bm D A7 D
D Bm G D
High on a mountain in Western Montana
Bm A7 D
A silhouette moves cross a cinnamon sky
D Bm G D
Riding along on a horse he calls music
Bm
With a song on his lips
A7 D
And a tear in his eye
D Bm
He dreams of a time
G
And a lady who loved him
D Bm
And how he would sing her
D A7
Sweet lullabies
D Bm
But we don’t ever ask him
G D
And he never talks about her
D Bm
I guess it’s just better
A7 D
That we all let it slide
G D
And he sings ohhhh to the ladies
G D
And ohhhh he makes them sigh
D Bm
Then he rides away
G D
On a horse he calls music
D Bm
The pain in his heart
A7 D
And a tear in his eye
[Solo]
D Bm G D Bm D A7 D
D Bm
Now he wrote the music
G D
From Boston to Bozmon
Bm D
Not too much money
D A7
And way too much ride
D Bm
But those were the days
G D
When a horse he called music
D
The jump through the moon
A7 D
And flied across the sky
D Bm
Now all that’s left
G D
Is an old time worn cowboy
Bm D
With only his dreams
D A7
Of the days gone gone by
D Bm
And trailin’ behind
G D
Is a horse with no rider
Bm D
A horse he calls memories
A7 D
That she used to ride
D G
But he sang ohhhh
D
To the ladies
D G D Bm
And ohhhh he damn near made some fall right down and die
D Bm
And he’d ride away
G D
On a horse he called music
Bm D
The pain in his heart
A7 D
And a tear in his eye
D Bm G D
High on a mountain in Western Montana
Bm A7 D
Two crosses cut through a cinnamon sky
D Bm
Markin’ the place where
G D
A horse he called music
Bm D
Lays with a cowboy
A7 D
There by his side
