Riders-DG

[Intro Spoken storyteller intro, bass voice, minimal acoustic guitar and reverb, dark country-western atmosphere.] They say when lightning splits the western sky, and thunder rolls like hooves on high, the veil grows thin, and riders roam— chasing sins that call them home. [Verse 1 - Bring to rock levels] A rancher drove through midnight plains His windows down, the radio played And in the dust he heard the cry Of ghostly cowboys passing by [Chorus – strong, metal cry] Ghost riders charge, no mercy, no sound, Smoke and bones where they touch the ground. [Verse 2 - rock level singing] Their hats pulled low, their ropes swung wide Spurs rang sharp on phantom rides They drive the strays till break of dawn They hunt the lost till night is gone [Chorus – haunting, spoken story telling] Ghost riders charge, no mercy, no sound, Smoke and bones where they touch the ground. [Verse 3 - rock level] From outlaw towns to border roads Through country bars where the backroad goes Forgotten names but legends still They ride the dust, they always will [Chorus– full metal] Ghost riders charge, no mercy, no sound, Smoke and bones where they touch the ground. [Verse 4 - low story telling in baritone] One tipped his brim and drew in near His voice was low but sharp and clear “Hold your ground, stay true, don’t trade Your cowboy soul for a fleeting shade” [Final Chorus– rock level] Ghost riders charge, no mercy, no sound, Smoke and bones where they touch the ground. [Outro – single, powerful closing cry] Ghost Riders Mount Up