Chords for Horse Called Music
Tempo:
66.45 bpm
Chords used:
C#
A#m
F#
D#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#]
[C#] [F#] [C#]
High on [A#m] a mountain [F#] in western [C#] Montana
[A#m] A silhouette [C#]
moves across a cinnamon [G#] sky
[C#] [A#m] Riding along on [F#] a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a song on his [C#] lips [F#] and a tear in [C#] his eye
He [A#m] dreams of a time [F#] and a lady [C#] that loved him
[A#m] And how [C#] he would sing her sweet [G#] lullabies
[C#]
But we [A#m] don't ever ask him [F#] and he never [C#] talks about her
[A#m] I guess it's just better [D#m] that we just let [C#] it slide
And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
[F#] And ooh, [C#] it would make some sigh
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
He [A#m] rode the music [F#] from Boston [C#] to Bozeman
[A#m] For not [C#] too much money but way [G#] too much ride
[C#] But [A#m] those were the days [F#] when a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] Could jump through [C#] the moon [D#m] and scale [C#] across the sky
Now [A#m] all that's left [F#] is a time [C#]-worn cowboy
[A#m]
With [C#] nothing more than a sweet [G#] bye-bye
[C#] [A#m] Trailing behind [F#] is a horse with no [C#] rider
[A#m] A horse he [C#] calls Memories
[D#m] She used [C#] to ride
And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
[F#]
And ooh, [C#] damn near made some fall right down and die
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
[A#m] High on a mountain [F#] in western [C#]
Montana
[A#] [C#] Two crosses cut [G#] through a cinnamon sky
[C#] [A#m] Marked in a place [F#] where a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m]
Lays [C#] with a cowboy [D#m] in the sweet [C#] by-and
[A#m]
[F#] [C#] [A#m]
[C#] [D#m] [G#]
[C#]
[C#] [F#] [C#]
High on [A#m] a mountain [F#] in western [C#] Montana
[A#m] A silhouette [C#]
moves across a cinnamon [G#] sky
[C#] [A#m] Riding along on [F#] a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a song on his [C#] lips [F#] and a tear in [C#] his eye
He [A#m] dreams of a time [F#] and a lady [C#] that loved him
[A#m] And how [C#] he would sing her sweet [G#] lullabies
[C#]
But we [A#m] don't ever ask him [F#] and he never [C#] talks about her
[A#m] I guess it's just better [D#m] that we just let [C#] it slide
And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
[F#] And ooh, [C#] it would make some sigh
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
He [A#m] rode the music [F#] from Boston [C#] to Bozeman
[A#m] For not [C#] too much money but way [G#] too much ride
[C#] But [A#m] those were the days [F#] when a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] Could jump through [C#] the moon [D#m] and scale [C#] across the sky
Now [A#m] all that's left [F#] is a time [C#]-worn cowboy
[A#m]
With [C#] nothing more than a sweet [G#] bye-bye
[C#] [A#m] Trailing behind [F#] is a horse with no [C#] rider
[A#m] A horse he [C#] calls Memories
[D#m] She used [C#] to ride
And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
[F#]
And ooh, [C#] damn near made some fall right down and die
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
[A#m] High on a mountain [F#] in western [C#]
Montana
[A#] [C#] Two crosses cut [G#] through a cinnamon sky
[C#] [A#m] Marked in a place [F#] where a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m]
Lays [C#] with a cowboy [D#m] in the sweet [C#] by-and
[A#m]
[F#] [C#] [A#m]
[C#] [D#m] [G#]
[C#]
Key:
C#
A#m
F#
D#m
G#
C#
A#m
F#
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ High on [A#m] a mountain [F#] in western [C#] Montana
_ [A#m] A silhouette [C#]
moves across a cinnamon [G#] sky _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [A#m] Riding along on [F#] a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a song on his [C#] lips [F#] and a tear in [C#] his eye _ _
_ _ _ _ _
He [A#m] dreams of a time [F#] and a lady [C#] that loved him
[A#m] And how [C#] he would sing her sweet [G#] lullabies
_ _ [C#]
But we [A#m] don't ever ask him [F#] and he never [C#] talks about her
[A#m] I guess it's just better [D#m] that we just let [C#] it slide
_ And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies _
_ [F#] And ooh, [C#] it would make some sigh
_ Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
_ _ _ He [A#m] rode the music [F#] from Boston [C#] to Bozeman
[A#m] For not [C#] too much money but way [G#] too much ride
_ _ [C#] But [A#m] those were the days [F#] when a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] Could jump through [C#] the moon [D#m] and scale [C#] across the sky
_ _ _ Now [A#m] all that's left [F#] is a time [C#]-worn cowboy
[A#m]
With [C#] nothing more than a sweet [G#] bye-bye
_ _ [C#] _ [A#m] Trailing behind [F#] is a horse with no [C#] rider
[A#m] A horse he [C#] calls Memories
[D#m] She used [C#] to ride
_ And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
_ _ [F#]
And ooh, [C#] damn near made some fall right down and die
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] High on a mountain [F#] in western [C#]
Montana
[A#] _ [C#] Two crosses cut [G#] through a cinnamon sky
_ [C#] _ [A#m] Marked in a place [F#] where a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m]
Lays [C#] with a cowboy [D#m] in the sweet [C#] by-and
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ High on [A#m] a mountain [F#] in western [C#] Montana
_ [A#m] A silhouette [C#]
moves across a cinnamon [G#] sky _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [A#m] Riding along on [F#] a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a song on his [C#] lips [F#] and a tear in [C#] his eye _ _
_ _ _ _ _
He [A#m] dreams of a time [F#] and a lady [C#] that loved him
[A#m] And how [C#] he would sing her sweet [G#] lullabies
_ _ [C#]
But we [A#m] don't ever ask him [F#] and he never [C#] talks about her
[A#m] I guess it's just better [D#m] that we just let [C#] it slide
_ And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies _
_ [F#] And ooh, [C#] it would make some sigh
_ Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye
_ _ _ He [A#m] rode the music [F#] from Boston [C#] to Bozeman
[A#m] For not [C#] too much money but way [G#] too much ride
_ _ [C#] But [A#m] those were the days [F#] when a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] Could jump through [C#] the moon [D#m] and scale [C#] across the sky
_ _ _ Now [A#m] all that's left [F#] is a time [C#]-worn cowboy
[A#m]
With [C#] nothing more than a sweet [G#] bye-bye
_ _ [C#] _ [A#m] Trailing behind [F#] is a horse with no [C#] rider
[A#m] A horse he [C#] calls Memories
[D#m] She used [C#] to ride
_ And [F#] he'd sing, ooh, [C#] to the ladies
_ _ [F#]
And ooh, [C#] damn near made some fall right down and die
Now he [A#m] rides away [F#] on a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m] With a pain in [C#] his heart [D#m] and a tear in [C#] his eye _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] High on a mountain [F#] in western [C#]
Montana
[A#] _ [C#] Two crosses cut [G#] through a cinnamon sky
_ [C#] _ [A#m] Marked in a place [F#] where a horse he [C#] called Music
[A#m]
Lays [C#] with a cowboy [D#m] in the sweet [C#] by-and
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _