Riders in the sky - Sons of The Pionneers

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 the cloudy draw

Yippie yi yay yippie yi ooh

Ghost Riders in the sky

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

For he saw the Riders coming hard

And he heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi yaaaay

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 cry

Yippie yi yay yippie yi ooh

Ghost Riders in the sky

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 yaaaay

Yippie yi ohhhhh

Ghost Riders in the sky

Ghost Riders in the sk