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An  old cowboy went  riding out one  dark and windy  day, 
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Up -  on 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 sky,  and  up a cloudy  draw,  

[Chorus]
            C          Am  
Yippe-ai -  ay,  yippee-a o-  oh,  (Coyote Yip)
 F                      Am  
Ghost  riders  in  the  sky, 

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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  coming hard,  and he  heard their mournful /cry.  

[Chorus]
            C          Am  
Yippe-ai -  ay,  yippee-a o-  oh,  (Coyote Yip)
F                      Am  
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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He's  ridin' hard to  catch that herd but  he ain't caught them  yet, 
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Cause they've  got to ride for -  ever on that  range up in the  sky,
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All  horses snortin'  fire,  as they  ride on, hear them  cry.

[Chorus]
            Db          Bbm  
Yippe-ai -  ay,  yippee-a o-  oh,  (Coyote Yip)
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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  ridin' on our  range,
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Then  cowboy change your  ways today or  with us you will  ride,
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Trying to catch the  devil's herd,  a -  cross these endless  skies. 

[Chorus]
            D           Bm  
Yippe-ai -  ay,  yippee-a o- oh,  (Coyote Yip)
G                      D    
Ghost  riders in  the  sky...