Ghost Riders (In the Sky)

That old cowpoke went a-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 steers he saw
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and
Their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and
Their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him
As they thundered through the sky
He saw the riders coming hard
And heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi-ay
Yippie yi-oh
Ghost riders in
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 they've got to ride forever
On the range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry

Yippie yi-ay
Yippie yi-oh
Ghost riders in
Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him
He heard one call his name
If you wanna save your soul from hell
A-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today
Or with us you will ride
A-trying to catch the devil's herd
Across these endless skies
Hya! hya!

Yippie yi-ay
Yippie yi-oh
The ghost riders in
Ghost riders in the sky
The ghost riders in
Ghost riders in the sky



Credits
Writer(s): Stan Jones
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