Testo (ghost) riders in the sky Marty Robbins

(ghost) riders in the sky

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Ghost riders in the sky
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
When all at once a mighty bunch of red eyed cows he saw
Plowin' through the ragged sky, and up a cloudy draw
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Ghost riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel
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Their horns were black and shinny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
He saw the riders commin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry
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Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred,
Their shirts all soaked with sweat. (yippie-I-a)
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet'
'Cause ya gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.
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Ghost riders in the sky
As the riders went on by him, he heard one call his name
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If you wantta to save your soul from ever ridin' on our range,
Then cowboy change your way today, or with us you will ride,
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
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Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky