Ghost Riders in the Sky

An old cowboy went riding 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-plowing through the ragged sky And up a cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny, their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky For he saw the riders coming hard Heard their mournful cries Yippie-yi-o (yippie-yi-o) Yippie-yi-yay (yippie-yi-yay) Ghost riders in the sky Their faces gaunt Their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat He's riding hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on hear their cries As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name 'If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride' Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies Yippie-yi-o (yippie-yi-o) Yippie-yi-yay (yippie-yi-yay) Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky