Luyện nghe bài hát A Horse Called Music

High on a mountain in Montana
A silhouette moves a cinnamon sky
Riding alone on a horse he called
a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye

He dreams of a time, and a lady loved him
And how he would her sweet lullabies
But we don't ask him
And he never about her
Guess it is that we all let it slide

And he sings "ooh" to the
And ooh, he makes 'em
Then he rides away on a horse he Music
With a in his heart and a tear in his eye

Now he rode the from Boston to Bozeman
For not too money, and way to much ride
But those were the days a horse he called Music
Could jump the moon and fly 'cross the sky

Now all that's is an old time worn cowboy
only his dreams, of the days long gone by
And behind, is a horse with no rider
A horse he calls memories, that she used to

But he "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he damn near made fall right down and die
And he'd ride away on a horse he Music
a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye

High on a in western Montana
Two crosses cut through a sky
Marking the place where a he called Music
Lays a cowboy there by his side.