Thomas Mac — The First Ghost Rider

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The year was 1882, back when the West was wild
A widowed wife named Mary Lou gave birth to a child
Born in the dirt outside the church at exactly 305
And at exactly 306 his mother lost her life

He stole his first pistol at the age of 21
Used that to steal a quarter horse from Reverend Drum
And so began his journey roaming round from town to town
Searching for the outlaw that shot his mother down

Yippee-i-oh
Yippee-i-yay
And somewhere meanwhile
The devil smiled

He never knew the name of the outlaw that he chased
Figured if he just kept shooting he might gun him down one day
But after sending thirty souls to hell, his began to rot
That’s when the devil got his scent and met him on the spot

He said, lonesome rider, your journey has been grand
You sent me a many soul, but you haven’t sent the man
The one that you been searching for all this borrowed time
I can help you find him son all you gotta Do is sign

Yippee-i-oh
Yippee-i-yay
And somewhere meanwhile
His mother cried

If you ever wonder if the rider got his man
Just look up to heaven when the shadows scorch the land
Chasing down the devil’s herd across the endless skies
You might see that old rider and hear his mournful cry

Yippee-i-oh
Yippee-i-yay-ay
Ghost rider in the sky

Yippee-i-oh
Yippee-i-yay-ay
Ghost rider in the sky