Ghost Riders In The Sky taby ukulele według Johnny Cash

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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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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.     

Chorus:

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Yippe-ai -   oh,     yippee-a i-   ay,      (Coyote Yip)
F#                                  A#m     
Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,    

 Break:    One verse Instrumental Guitar & Banjo

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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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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.    

Chorus:

                  C#                     A#m          
Yippe-ai -    oh,     yippee-ai -   ay,        (Coyote Yip)
F#                                  A#m       
Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,      
F#                                  A#m        
Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,       
F                                  Am                         11 bars
Ghost   riders   in   the   sky,                        then fade