Ghost Riders In The Sky

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An old cowpoke went riding out one 
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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 
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red-eyed cows he saw
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A'plowin' through the ragged skies,
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 and up a cloudy draw

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Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
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Ghost herd in the sky

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

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Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
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Ghost riders in the sky

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Their faces gaunt, their eyes were 
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blurred, and shirts all soaked with 
sweat
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They're ridin' hard to catch that 
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herd but they ain't caught them yet
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They've got to ride forever on that
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 range up in the sky
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On horses snortin' fire, as they 
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ride on, hear their cry

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Yi-pi-yi-o, Yi-pi-yi-o
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Ghost riders in the sky

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As the riders loped on by him, he 
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heard one call his name
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"If you want to save your soul from
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 hell a' ridin' on our range"
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"Then cowboy change your ways today
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 or with us you will ride"
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"A-tryin' to catch the Devil's herd
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 across these endless skies."

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Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
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Ghost riders in the sky
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Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o