(Ghost) Riders In the Sky

An old cowpoke went ridin' 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-plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw

Yippie-I-A, yippie-I-O

The ghost herd in the sky

Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel

Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel

A bolt of fear went through his as they thundered through the sky

For he saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie-I-A, yippie-I-O

Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat

They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught 'em yet

'Cause ya gotta ride forever in that range up in the sky

On horses snorting fire

As they ride on, hear their cry

Yippie-I-A (Yippie-I-A), yippie-I-O (Yippie-I-O)

Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name

If you wanna to save your soul from hell or ridin' on our range

Then, cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride

I try to catch the devil's herd

Across these endless skies

Yippie-I-A (Yippie-I-A), yippie-I-O (Yippie-I-O)

Ghost riders in the sky