Chords for Slim Whitman - Ghost Riders in the Sky

[A#] Ladies and gentlemen, Slim Whitman.
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_ [F#m] _ Their brand was still on [A] fire and their hooves were made of steel.
[F#m] Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath you could feel
Of all the birds that clundered through the [D] sky
You saw riders [Bm] coming off
[F#m] And you heard their mournful [C#m] [F#m] cry
[F#] _ _ [A] _ Those _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Bm] riders in [F#m] the sky
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Their faces gone, their eyes [A] were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat.
[C#m] [F#m] They're trying hard to catch that herd but they haven't caught them yet.
Gotta run forever on that range [E] up in the [D] sky, on horses tart and [Bm] fire,
[F#m] as they ride on hear them [C#] cry.
[C#m] _ [F#] _ [F#m] Well the riders looked on [A] by him, he heard one call his name.
[C#m] [F#m] You wanna save your soul from hell, ride on the range.
I won't change your ways today or whether [E] you will [D] ride.
They're trying to catch the [Bm] devil's herd, [F#m] across these endless skies.
[F#m] _ [A] Yippee-yi-yay-oh, _ [F#m] yippee-yi-yay _ [D]-oh.
[Bm] Ghost riders in [F#m] the sky.
_ _ [D] Ghost [Bm] riders in [F#m] the sky.
_ [D] Ghost [Bm] riders in [F#m] the sky.
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