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An old cowboy went ridin' out one dark and windy day,  
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at bolder ridge he rested as he went along his way  
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when all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw  
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driving through the ragged sk-----ies  and up a cloudy draw.  

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Yipie i ay           Yipie i  oh 
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The ghost herd in the sky 

  
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Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel  
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their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel  
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a bolt of fear cut through him as they thundered through the sky  
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For he saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry  

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Yipie i ay           Yipie i  oh 
   F           C       Am  
 ghost riders in the sky. 

    
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As the riders loaped on by him he heard on call his name  
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if you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our range  
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cow-boy change your ways today or with us you will ride.  
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driving with the devils herd....  a-cross this moonlit sky.  
  
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Yipie i ay           Yipie i  oh 
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Ghost riders in the sky. 


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Their face was drawn there eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked  
with sweat  
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He's ridin' hard to catch that herd but he 'aint caught 'em yet  
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'cause they've all to ride forever on that range up in the sky  
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oh the horses start to shi---re as they ride on through they cry  
 
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Yipie i ay           Yipie i  oh 
 F           C       Am  
Ghost riders in the sky.  
 
  
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As the riders loaped on by him he heard one call his name  
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if you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our range  
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cow-boy change your ways today or with us you will ride.  
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driving with the devils herd....  across this moonlit sky.  
  
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Yipie i ay           Yipie i  oh 
 F           C       Am  
Ghost riders in the sky.