Capo 0-1        GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY. 
 
 
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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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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 oh           Yipie i ay 
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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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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 oh           Yipie i ay 
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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 oh           Yipie i ay 
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Ghost riders in the sky.