AN OLD COWBOY
WENT RIDIN' 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
PLOWIN' THROUGH
THE RAGGED SKIES
AND UP
THE CLOUDY DRAW
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
FOR HE SAW
THE RIDERS
COMIN' HARD
AND HE HEARD
THEIR MOURNFUL CRY
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THE SKY
THEIR FACES GAUNT
THEIR EYES
WERE BLURRED
THEIR SHIRTS
ALL SOAKED
WITH SWEAT
HE'S RIDIN' 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
AS THE RIDERS
LOPED ON BY HIM
HE HEARD ONE
CALL HIS NAME
IF YOU
WANNA SAVE
YOUR SOUL
FROM HELL
A-RIDIN' ON
OUR RANGE
THEN COWBOY
CHANGE YOUR WAYS
TODAY OR WITH US
YOU WILL RIDE
TRYIN' TO CATCH
THE DEVIL'S HERD
ACROSS THESE
ENDLESS SKIES
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THE SKY
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THE SKY
GHOST RIDERS IN
THE SKY