{t:(Ghost) Riders in the Sky}
 {st:Johnny Cash}
 
 An  ol[Am]d cowboy went  riding out one  [C]dark and windy day
 Up on[Am] a ridge he  rested as he [C]went along his  way
 [Am]When  all at once a  mighty herd of  red-eyed cows he saw
 [F]Plowin' through the  ragged sky,   and up a cloudy [Am]draw
 
 [Am]Their  brands were still on fire and their  [C]hooves were made of  steel  
[Am]Their  horns were black and  shiny and their  [C]hot breath he could  feel,  
 [Am]A bolt of fear went  through him as they  thundered through the sky
[F]For he saw the riders  coming [F]hard,  and he heard their mournful [Am]cries
 
 Chorus
 {soc}
 [C]Yippe-ai -  oh, [Am]  yippee-a i-  ay
 [F]Ghost  riders  in  the  sky,  [Am]
 {eoc}
 
Break: One verse Instrumental Guitar & Banjo
 
 [Am]Their  faces gaunt, their  eyes were blurred, [C] their  shirts all soaked with  sweat,  
 [Am]He's  ridin' hard to  catch that herd [C]but  he ain't caught em yet,
 [Am]Cause they've  got to ride for -  ever on that  range up in the  sky,
 [F]On horses snortin' fire,  as they  ride on, hear there [Am]cries
 
 [Am]As the  riders loped on  by him, he  [C]heard one call his  name,
 [Am]If you  want to save your  soul from hell, [C]a  ridin' on our range
[Am]Then  cowboy change your  ways today or  with us you will  ride,
 [F]Trying to catch the  devil's herd,   a -  cross these endless  [Am]skies.
 
 Chorus
 {soc}
 [C]Yippe-ai -  oh, [Am]  yippee-a i-  ay
 [F]Ghost  riders  in  the  sky,  [Am]
 {eoc}