ghost riders
ghost riders

n 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 sky, and up a cloudy draw

Yippee-i-yay
Yippee-i-yo
the Ghost heard in the sky

Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiney and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
for He saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry

Yippee-i-yay
Yippee-i-yo
the Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gone, their eyes were blurred ,and their shirts all soaked with sweat
thier ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught 'em yet
they got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snortin' fire... as they ride on, hear them cry

Yippee-i-yay
Yippee-i-yo
Ghost riders in the sky

The riders rode on by him, he heard one call his name
'if you want to save your soul from hell, a ridin' on our range
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride
A Tryin' to catch the devil's herd across the endless skys'

Yippee-i-yay
Yippee-i-yo
the Ghost heard in the sky
the Ghost riders in the sky

Walter Brennan: Ghost Riders In The Sky