





Music is "A Horse Called Music"
High on a mountain in western Montana
A silhouette moves 'cross a cinnamon sky
Riding alone on a horse he called 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
lullabies
But we don't ever ask him
And he never talks about her
Guess it is better to just let it slide
But sang "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he made some sigh
Now he rides away on a horse he called
Music
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
But those were the days when a horse he
called Music
Could jump through the moon and sail
across the sky
Now all that's left is a time-old worn
cowboy
With nothin' more than the sweet
by-and-by
And trailing behind, is a horse with no
rider
A horse he calls memories that she used
to ride
And he sang "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he damn near made some fall
right down and die
Now he rides away on a horse he called
Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in
his eye
High on a mountain in western Montana
Two crosses cut, through a cinnamon sky
Marking the place where a horse he
called Music
Lays with a cowboy in the sweet
by-and-by...
Performed by
Willie Nelson

This page is dedicated to a very
special
Cowboy named Don Dade.
He is also
lovingly called LoboWolf,
Nashoba Iki
SilverSon, Daddy
and sometimes....
This is one of my favorite songs that he sings.
Dear Lobo
May the Lord bless you and give you strength
May the cinnamon skies always shine with the special stars
of they who wait.
And may the gentle winds bring you peace
and love
Today, Tomorrow, Forever, and One Day More.
CareWolf aka Nashoba Ahalaia


LoboWolf at Pet Supports




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