Ghost riders in the sky (Listen to midi)    (sample - F. Laine)

 

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1. An old cowboy went ridin' out one 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 red-eyed cows he saw,

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    plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw.

 

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2. 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 comin’ hard, and he heard their mournful cry.

 

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Yipie i-oh !    Yipie i-ay !    Ghost riders in the sky.

 

    Instr. =  verse      Am - C         Am      F - Am

 

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3. Their faces gaunt, their 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, but he aint caught 'em yet',

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   'cause they've got to ride forever on that  range up in the sky,

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   on horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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4. 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 riding on our range,

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   then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride,

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   tryin' to catch the devil’s herd, across these endless skies."

 

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   Yipie i-oh ! Yipie i-ay !  Ghost riders in the sky.

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   Ghost riders in the sky. Ghost riders in the sky.

 

(capo 1st)               

 

    (Johnny Cash)