Chords for The best song I ever wrote… “The First Ghost Rider”

So once upon a time in country music, the goal was to tell the greatest stories known to man.
And there was a time when country music was producing the greatest songs known to man.
Songs written 30 to 50 years ago that people are still listening to today.
And it seems like ballads and story songs just aren't cool anymore to put out in country music,
but I want to know from the country music fans, do you guys want to hear songs like that?
My favorite country song of all time was Ghost Riders in the Sky,
so I went ahead and wrote the prequel to that song.
If you [Gb] ever wondered how the first Ghost Rider came to be,
[G] you might like this song, but you gotta listen to the whole thing to get it.
And if you like this song, like this [Cm] video, comment on this [Eb] video,
and share this with somebody who you think might like this song.
Maybe when I wake up in the morning, this song will be number one on country radio.
[Abm] The year was [Dbm] 1882 back when [Abm] the west was wild.
_ _ A widowed wife named Mary [Eb] Lou gave birth to a child. _
[Abm] Born in the dirt outside the [Dbm] church at exactly [Abm]
305.
_ And at exactly [Eb] 306 his mother [Abm] lost her life. _ _ _ _ _
_ He stole his first pistol [Dbm] at the age of [Abm]
21.
He used that to steal a quarter [Eb] horse from Reverend Drum.
[Abm] And so began his journey [Dbm] roaming round from [Abm] town to town.
Searching for the outlaw [Eb] that shot his [Abm] mother down.
_ [B] Yippee-yi-oh, _ _ _ _ yippee [Abm]-yi-ay. _ _
_ And [E] somewhere meanwhile, _ _ [Gb] _
_ the [Abm] devil smiled. _ _ _
_ _ He never knew the name [Dbm] of the outlaw [Abm] that he chased.
Figured if he just kept shooting [Eb] he might gun him down one day.
But [Abm] after sending 30 souls to [Dbm] hell, his [Abm] began to rot.
_ That's when the devil got his [Eb] scent and met him [Abm] on the spot. _ _
He said, lonesome rider, [Db] your journey [Abm] has been grand. _
_ You've sent me a many [Eb] soul, but you haven't sent the man.
[Abm] The one that you've been searching [Dbm] for all this [Abm] borrowed time.
_ _ I can help you find him, [Eb] son.
All you gotta [Abm] do is sign.
Yippee [B]-yi-oh, _ _ _ _ yippee [Abm]-yi-ay.
_ _ _ And [E] somewhere meanwhile, _
_ [Gb] _ _ his [Abm] mother cried. _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
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_ If you ever wonder [Db] if the rider [Abm] got his man.
_ _ Just look up to heaven [Eb] when the shadow scourts the land.
[Abm] Chasing down the devil's [Dbm] herd across the [Abm] endless skies.
_ You might see that old rider [Eb] and hear his [Abm] mournful cry.
[B] Yippee-yi-oh, _ _ _ _ yippee [Abm]-yi-ay.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ Lonesome [Gb] rider in _ [Abm] the sky.
_ _ _ _ Yippee [B]-yi-oh, _ _ _ yippee [Abm]-yi-ay.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ Lonesome [Gb] rider in _ [Abm] the