(Ghost) Riders in the Sky Bing Crosby
Korektę nadesłał
Paweł Sochan
3 lata temu
Komentarz: Dodałem akordy, które wg mnie pasują do oryginału.
Komentarz: Dodałem akordy, które wg mnie pasują do oryginału.
Instrument:
Tylko Tekst
Gitara
Trudność:
Średni
Strojenie:
klasyczne (E A D G H e)
Trudność:
Strojenie:
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he resred as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-ploughin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
A ghost herd in the sky!
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
O bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard , and he heard their mournful cry!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught them yet!
'Cause they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
"If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on this range,
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride,
A-tryin' to catch the devil, sir, across these endless skies!".
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
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An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day,
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Upon a ridge he resred 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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A-ploughin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
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Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
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A ghost herd in the sky!
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
O bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard , and he heard their mournful cry!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught them yet!
'Cause they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
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As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
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"If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on this range,
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Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride,
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A-tryin' to catch the devil, sir, across these endless skies!".
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
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Upon a ridge he resred as he went along his way,cis
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,A
A-ploughin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudycis
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Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!A
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Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
O bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard , and he heard their mournful cry!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught them yet!
'Cause they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
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he heard one call his name,cis
"If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on this range,cis
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride,cis
A-tryin' to catch the devil, sir,cis
across these endless skies!".Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he resred as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-ploughin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
A ghost herd in the sky!
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
O bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard , and he heard their mournful cry!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught them yet!
'Cause they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
"If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on this range,
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride,
A-tryin' to catch the devil, sir, across these endless skies!".
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Upon a ridge he resred as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-ploughin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
A ghost herd in the sky!
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
O bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard , and he heard their mournful cry!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught them yet!
'Cause they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
"If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on this range,
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride,
A-tryin' to catch the devil, sir, across these endless skies!".
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky!
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
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faktycznie w tych akordach jakby ktoś grał cały czas cis... widzę, że gdzieś wcisnąłeś E... pewnie można by i gdzieś H albo cis7 choćby w tym Yupppy-i... ale utwory ciągnące się na jednym chwycie - hity też są fajne... choćby We dont need no education...to może niech się każdy sam pobawi... trochę zaciąga to stylem Another Brick In The Wall... tam aby sie nie nudzić wrzucam sobie 7 od czasu do czasu :)
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