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riding chrome fire rims
Ghost riders in the sky
Walk up, motherfucker
My cutter make you hollow
Baby, I'm a scarecrow
So I can't feel nothing
Drag 'em

with the Ghost rider in the sky.
There was no reason for you 
to let me down! No!

BRIDGE
Lying everyday.
And Iím on my way. 
Donít know if I want

in
Case they didn't know
I'm from the West Coast
Close to the street like a low rider
Sitting on gold wires
Underground like coal miners
Never had

I ran for my buckle through the ghosts of gold miners
Hundred mile horse trails carved by Tevis Cup riders
But now I'm back home with a cigarette in

They'd curl around our wrists and ankles
With playful dexterity
Their skin gleaming like a clear, starry sky
Nipping us whenever we started to sober up
By

see a cliff And then I dive
Mitsubishi shit I'm a devil in
Disguise, Like I'm ghost rider Ride the bike until I die
If you have a Mitsubishi starion...

noticed that time was flying by
It joined noble steeds in the race
Towards the sky nocturnal and sly
At the most furious pace
Sway, sway
The cradle gray

ghosts?

[Verse: 2]
I saw..
God and the devil shaking hands
I saw a man getting shoot by another man
Hearing different sounds
But no one's around
Walked in

ghosts?

[Verse: 2]
I saw..
God and the devil shaking hands
I saw a man getting shoot by another man
Hearing different sounds
But no one's around
Walked in

words that he lived by
He sang a cowboy song about 
Ghost riders in the sky 
Yippee eye ohhh 
Yippee eye ayyy 

Ive a learned a thing 
From there and back

At Yorktown!
The walls came afallin' down in ol' Jericho
With a Bugle Blast kickin' Buckin' Bronco!
300 Cowboys in the chute of Thermopylae!
And the Ghost Riders

Arise my Devil RIder
Lost in this crimson void
Engaged by paranoia
Your cruel intentions
Easily deployed

And I have seen nowhere
it's on the ground

Fighter sweep over boiling seas, deep beyond enemy lines 
 The wingman screams in the radio: 'Four Zeros on our nine!' 
 Ghost riders in the sky

caught up in the same play
Waking up at 6:45 on the same day
Wishing for a rider, never switch sider
Hold it down hoping that the gap get wider
Hit it

and a shaggy mustache
Yes, I'm at home on the range
 
Tumbleweed and buffalo, the rivers run wild
Sunset over rollin' hills, ghost-rider sky
A campfire song has

revolver
Step on a snake nigga yous a born baller
Fire fire fire walking right behind me
ghost rider hoe i cant be a zombie
In the saloon they listen to my

thoughts are running
Feels like the end is coming
Look up to see the sky is falling
My phone blinging hope it’s not death that is calling
I got monsters in

trove
Of ghosts to help me pass the time

By the third day we were followed
By a rider dressed in black
And that rider never spoke a word
He just tracked

Let us take you from the Couver, puffin on a buddah hookah
Cross the Salish seas of emcees and producers
Unknowns that you aint used ta
By the Strait

as the eyes can see
Holy Ghost by my side keep his eyes on me
Till the day i die give me life until i breathe
Keep my eyes to the sky cause it's lights on me

the grins, I take leave of my remains
As he throws me across his saddle
Ghost rider in the sky
Doomed by the wild hunt
Ill-omened, cursed and wasted
Gloomed by

Baby tell me if you down, if you letting go
You been dissing lately, you been going ghost
I see that you afraid, you can't get too close
Tell me what

Set it off a blaze cause
I'm off the chain
Call me the ghost rider
I would never claim myself to have a Ghost writer
My pen and pad scribbles by itself

dissed by your ghost writers
"My stuff is cold" it's colder than a ghost rider
My bad yo, cus' even ghost writers wouldn't write that shit
Cappin' your