Ghostriders In The Sky

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1. An old cowpoke went riding out, one dark and windy day,
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    Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
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    When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
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    A plowin through the ragged skies, and up the cloudy draw.

2. Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs 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.
    For as he saw the riders comin hard, and he heard their mournful cry.

CHORUS:
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    Ki-ya, Yip-i-yi-o, Ghost riders in the sky.


3. Their faces dark, their eyes were blue their shirts all soaked with sweat. 
    He's rindin' hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em yet 
    'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky 
    On horses snortin' fire... As they ride on hear their cry...


4. As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
    If you want to save your soul from hell a ridin on the range,
    Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride,
    A tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies.


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   Ghost riders in the sky ··.

Es war in einer Regenacht
Wind pfiff durch die Prärie.
Die Cowboys saßen dichtgedrängt
nur Whisky wärmte sie.
Ja Kerle sind es hart und zäh
für sie gilt Colt und Faust
und Sturm und Wind und Wolkenbruch
sind über sie gebraust.

Yippiaiay Yippiaiho.
Die Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.
Nachtgeister ziehn' vorbei
Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.

Da tritt der Teufel in den Kreis
und winkt dem einen zu
der wendet sich verzweifelt um
und sucht beim Himmel Ruh'.
Zu den Sternen will er flüchten
zur Sonne will er flieh'n
doch alle Sterne werden bleich
die Sonne will verglüh'n.

Yippiaiay Yippiaiho.
Die Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.
Nachtgeister ziehn' vorbei
Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.

Es öffnen sich die Himmel weit
und Reiter komm'n aus Höh'n
und Feuer bricht aus Pferdenüstern
rauhe Winde weh'n.
Der tote Cowboy wird genommen
keiner hat gefragt.
Und donnernd geht es aufwärts
in wilder toller Jagd.

Yippiaiay Yippiaiho.
Die Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.
Nachtgeister ziehn' vorbei
Nachtgeister zieh'n vorbei.

• (Ghost) Riders in the Sky: A Cowboy Legend

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