Yi-pi-yi-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)

Ghost riders in the sky



An 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 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 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



Yi-pi-yi-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)

Ghost riders in the sky



Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, and shirts all soaked with sweat

They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they haven't caught 'em yet

They've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky

On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear them cry



The riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name

If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on the range

Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride

A-tryin' to catch the Devil's herd across these endless skies



Yi-pi-yi-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)

Ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky (fade)