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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.
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