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An old cowboy went ridin' out 
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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
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And up a cloudy draw

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Their brands were still on fire 
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And their hooves were made of steel
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Their horns were black and shiny 

And their hot breaths 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
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And he heard their mournful cry

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Yippie aye oh
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Yippie aye ay
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Ghost riders in the sky

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Their face's 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 
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But he ain't caught 'em yet
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Cause they've got to ride forever 

On the range up in the sky
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On horses snorting fire
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As they ride on hear them cry

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As the riders loped on by him 
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He heard one call his name
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If you want to save your soul 
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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
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Across these endless skies

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Yippie aye oh
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Yippie aye ay
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Ghost riders in the sky
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Ghost riders in the sky
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Ghost riders in the sky