Ghost Riders in the sky Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the

Gyal mi like it Sing for me, sing for me Talk to mi gyal Mi love how ya bounce Talk to me, talk to me Me like when ya ride and bubble And tip pon yo toe To how the something sweet Shi a sing in a waan different language

This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back

Take you on a Saturday Lovin' you till Monday mornin' Gonna take you on a Saturday You were hitchin' a ride When I took you inside You were tremblin' Out in the rain Just a face with no name In the cold And you cling to my side

Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes Ride, slide, dipping low Ride, slide, smoke control What you gonna do when the shit goes down? Six misfits rolling through your hometown 'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor When the streets grow cold and my

You’re the one You’re the unbreakable heart They’ll try to take your pride Try to take your soul They’ll look you in the eyes Fill you full of lies Believe me they’re gonna try Hijacked when you weren’t looking Behind your back people are talking

I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog Nah, for real, nigga Nah, for real, bitch I don't wanna go to sleep, I'm way too high, dog I can't get no sleep, I swear I'm way too high, dog Peel a hotbox when it's time to ride, dog If you froze up last

Don't get your hopes up, don't Pick me up, I'm on the coast Rides with you are sensual Now you dreamin' 'bout me while you sleeping When you wake up I'm the reason Eager for me like the weekend Whatchu want, whatchu been needing? I'll leave tonight so

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

The stowaways of civil war When living through a civil war "God bless our little civil war" Progress rides with thieves and whores I don't know you to wear a hat But I came home late and there it sat You rose to show what hats are for Christmas mornings