Capo 2

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An old cowboy went ridin’ out one
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dark and windy day,
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at bolder ridge he rested as he
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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
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and up a cloudy draw.

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Their brands were still on fire and their
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hooves were made of steel
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their horns were black and shiny and their
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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…
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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
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he heard on call his name
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if you want to save your soul from hell
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and 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….
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a-cross this moonlit sky.

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Their face was drawn there eyes were blurred
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their shirts all soaked with sweat
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He’s ridin’ hard to catch that herd
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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
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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
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he heard on call his name
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if you want to save your soul from hell
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and 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….
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a-cross 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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Ghost riders in the sky. X 3