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

Come rushin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.



Yipie i ay Yipie i oh

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 you could feel

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

He saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry



Yipie i ay Yipie i oh

Ghost riders in the sky.



Their face is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked

with sweat

They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they 'aint caught 'em yet

'cause they've got to ride forever in the range up in the sky

On horses snorting fire as they ride hard hear them cry



Yipie i ay Yipie i oh

Ghost riders in the sky.



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 cow-boy change your ways today or with us you will ride

Tryin' to catch this devil herd.... a-cross these endless

skies.



Yipie i ay Yipie i oh

Ghost riders in the sky.

Ghost riders in the sky.

Ghost riders in the sky.