Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o<br />
Ghost riders in the sky<br />
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An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day<br />
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way<br />
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw<br />
Plowin' through the ragged sky, and up a cloudy draw<br />
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Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o<br />
Ghost riders in the sky<br />
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Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel<br />
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel<br />
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky<br />
For He saw the riders commin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry<br />
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Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o<br />
Ghost riders in the sky<br />
<br />
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, <br />
Their shirts all soaked with sweat.<br />
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet'<br />
'Cause they must ride forever on that range up in the sky, <br />
On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.<br />
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Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o<br />
Ghost riders in the sky<br />
<br />
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name<br />
If you wanta to save your soul from hell aridin' on our range, <br />
Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride, <br />
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies<br />
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Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o<br />
Ghost riders in the sky<br />
Ghost riders in the sky