The Blues Brothers – Ghost Riders In The Sky (Ukulele)

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An   old cowboy went   riding out one   dark and windy   day,

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Up -   on 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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Plowin' through the   ragged sky,     and   up a cloudy   draw,

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Yippe-ai -   ay,     yippee-a o-   oh,     (Coyote Yip)

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Ghost   riders   in   the   sky

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Their   brands were still on   fire and their   hooves were made of  steel,

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Their   horns were black and   shiny and their   hot breath he could  feel,

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A   bolt of fear went   through him as they   thundered through the   sky,

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For he   saw the riders   coming hard,     and he   heard their mournful  cry.

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Yippe-ai -   ay,     yippee-a o-   oh,     (Coyote Yip)

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Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,

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Their   faces gaunt, their   eyes were blurred, their   shirts all soaked with   sweat,

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He's   ridin' hard to   catch that herd but   he ain't caught them   yet,

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Cause they've   got to ride for -   ever on that   range up in the   sky,

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All   horses snortin'   fire,     as they   ride on, hear them   cry.

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Yippe-ai -   ay,     yippee-a o-   oh,     (Coyote Yip)

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Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,

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As the   riders loped on   by him, he   heard one call his   name,

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If you   want to save your   soul from hell, a   ridin' on our   range,

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Then   cowboy change your   ways today or   with us you will   ride,

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Trying to catch the   devil's herd,     a -   cross these endless   skies.

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Yippe-ai -   ay,     yippee-a o-   oh,     (Coyote Yip)

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Ghost   riders   in   the   sky...