– – – – – BILL, PLAY THIS IN C – chords below
An [Bm] old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy [D] day. [Bm] Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his [D] way. When [Bm] all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he [G] saw [Bm] Plowin’ through the [G] ragged skies, and up the cloudy [Bm] draw
Their [Bm] brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of [D] steel. Their [Bm] horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he could [D] feel. A [Bm] bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the [G] sky, [Bm] For he saw the riders [G] coming hard, and he heard their mournful [Bm] cry
Yippie-yi-o – – [D] – – Yippie-yi-yay – – [Bm] – – [G] Ghost riders in the [Bm] sky
Their [Bm] faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their [D] shirts all soaked with sweat. He’s [Bm] riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain’t caught ’em [D] yet. ‘Cause [Bm] they’ve got to ride forever on that [G] range up in the [Bm] sky on horses snorting fire as they [G] ride on, hear their [Bm] cry.
Yippie-yi-o – – [D] – – Yippie-yi-yay – – [Bm] – – [G] Ghost riders in the [Bm] sky
As the [Bm] riders loped on by him, he heard one call his [D] name. ‘If you [Bm] wanna save your soul from hell a-riding on our [D] range. Then, [Bm] cowboy, change your ways today, or [G] with us you will ride, [Bm] trying to catch the devil’s herd [G] across these endless [Bm] skies
Yippie-yi-o – – [D] – – Yippie-yi-yay – – [Bm] – – [G] Ghost riders in the [Bm] sky
[G] Ghost riders in the [Bm] sky
[G] Ghost riders in the [Bm] sky
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Dm F
An old cowpoke went ridin’ out one dark and windy day,
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Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
Dm
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
Bb7 Dm
Come rambin’ through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
Their horns were black and shiny and their hooves were made of steel
Their brands were still on fire and their hot breath you could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
He saw the riders coming hard…
and he heard their mournful cry
CHORUS
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Yippie i yea; Yippie i ohh; ………..Ghost riders in the sky.
Their face is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat
They’re ridin’ hard to catch that herd but they ‘aint caught ’em yet
’cause they’ve got to ride forever in the range up in the sky
On horses snorting smoke and fire; as they ride on hear them cry
Repeat CHORUS
The riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin’ to catch this devil herd…
a – cross these endless skies.
Repeat CHORUS
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Ghost Riders in the Sky………..
