19-08-2009, 15:14
Ghost Riders In The Sky - (Frankie Laine)
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Ghost Riders In the Sky - (Frankie Laine)
(Yippie-aye-ay, yippie-aye-oh, the ghost riders in the sky)
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost herd in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he 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
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're riding hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting flamin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost riders in the sky
The riders loped on by him and he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-trying to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies.
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost riders in the sky
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Ghost Riders In the Sky - (Frankie Laine)
(Yippie-aye-ay, yippie-aye-oh, the ghost riders in the sky)
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost herd in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he 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
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're riding hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting flamin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost riders in the sky
The riders loped on by him and he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-trying to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies.
Yippie-aye-oh, yippie-aye-ay, the ghost riders in the sky