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An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
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Upon a ridge he rested as he went upon 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
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Their brands were still on fire and their hot breath he could feel
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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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Yippe-ai-ay, yippee-ai-oh
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Ghost riders in the sky
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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 this range
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Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
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Trying to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
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