Ghost riders in the sky

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An old cowboy went ridin' out one dark and windy day,
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upon a 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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plowin' through the ragged skies, 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 went through him as they thundered through the sky,
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for he saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry.




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Yipie i-oh, yipie i-ay, ghost riders in the sky.


 
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Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
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They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet.
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They've got to ride forever on that  range up in the sky,
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on horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.
 
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Yipie i-oh, yipie i-ay, ghost riders in the sky.

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As the riders loped 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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then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride,
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tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies."




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Yipie i-oh, yipie i-ay, ghost riders in the sky.
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Yipie i-oh, yipie i-ay, ghost riders in the sky.