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An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
  Em
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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coming through the ragged sky, and up a cloudy draw

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

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         G             Em    (D)
Yippe-ai-ay, yippee-ai-oh
C           (Am)    Em
Ghost riders in the sky

       Em                         G
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
       Em
If you want to save your soul from hell, a riding on this range
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Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
C                              (Am)    Em
Trying to catch the devil's herd,    across these endless skies