(Ghost) Riders in the sky

An old cowboy 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

Plowed through the ragged skies and up a 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 you could feel

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

For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yipie I oh, yipie I ay, ghost riders in the sky

Their face is gaunt, their eyes were blurred

Their shirts all soaked with sweat

He's ridin' 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 them cry

As the riders leaned 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

Tryin' to catch the devil herd across these endless skies

Yipie I oh, yipie I ay, ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky, ghost riders in the sky