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Johnny Cash - Ghost Riders in the Sky
מחבר: Stan Jones
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An old cowboy went riding out
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One dark and windy day
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Upon a ridge he rested as
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He went along his way
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When all at once a mighty herd
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Of red eyed cows he saw
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AK-plowing through the ragged sky
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And up the cloudy draw
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Their brands were still on fire and
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Their hooves were made of steel
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Their horns were black and shiny and
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Their hot breath he could feel
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A bolt of fear went through him as they
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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 yi ooohhh
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Yippie yi yaaaay
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Their faces gaunt
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Their eyes were blurred
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Their shirts all soaked with sweat
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He's riding 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
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That range up in the sky
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On horses snorting fire
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As they ride on hear their 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 from Hell
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A-riding on our range
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Then cowboy change your ways today or
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With us you will ride
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Trying to catch the Devil's herd
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Across these endless skies
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Yippie yi yaaaay
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Yippie yi ohhhhh
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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
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