Ghost Riders

	  		                  
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Well, he sat down right in front of me, and I said 
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It looks like you got a story to tell 
    Am 
He offered up a friendly smile 
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Said I'm just a ghost rider on this train 
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So I pressed him just a little bit harder 
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There's got to be more to it than that 
          Am 
He said, son I was there in '45 
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When my mother was burned 
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And my sister was shot in the back 

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It had started with a rumor 
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Then it happened fast 

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We're shuffled into box cars 
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And rolled on down the track 
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There was nothing we could do 
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Just roll across the plains 

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We were all just ghost riders 
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Ghost riders on the train 
         Am 
When he turned to watch the fields roll by 
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I saw a single tear 
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Reflect off the glass 
Am 
And for a while he disappeared 
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To a distant rainy night 
              Am 
Then he came right back 
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I didn't know what to say or do 

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But he pressed on, there's more to it than that 
        Am 
I can still feel the cuts from the barbed-wire fence 
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Taste the taste of fear 
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And smell the smell of the rats 

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It had started with a rumor 
 G                Am 
Then it happened fast 
        F            C 
We're shuffled into box cars 
     G                  Am 
And rolled on down the track 
           F                C 
There was nothing we could do 
      G                Am 
Just roll across the plains 
F                 G 
We were all just ghost riders 
                     Am 
Ghost riders on the train 

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Am 
When I stood with him outside the gates 
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Some three hundred-fifty miles southeast of 
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Berlin 
   Am 
A wicked wind blew from the west 
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And a chill rippled up under my skin 

     F 
He closed his eyes and asked dear God 

          G                             Am 
What the hell was the sense of all of this 
Am 
Was it all part of your grand design 
            C            G 
Or just a speck in time 
                    Am 
Something that you missed 

         F             C  
It had started with a rumor 
 G                Am 
Then it happened fast 
       F            C 
Were shuffled into box cars 

     G                  Am 
And rolled on down the track 
           F                C 
There was nothing we could do 
      G               Am 
Just roll across the plains 
F                  G 
We were all just ghost riders 
                     Am 
Ghost riders on the train 
F                  G 
We were all just ghost riders 
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Ghost riders on the train 

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