(Ghost) Riders In The Sky
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day (yippie-I-ay)
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty bunch of red eyed cows he saw
Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel (yippie-I-ay)
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 commin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat (yippie-I-ay)
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet'
'Cause you've gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name (yippie-I-ay)
If you want to save your soul from ever ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day (yippie-I-ay)
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty bunch of red eyed cows he saw
Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel (yippie-I-ay)
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 commin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat (yippie-I-ay)
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet'
'Cause you've gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name (yippie-I-ay)
If you want to save your soul from ever ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
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Writer(s): Stanley Jones
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