GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY

GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY
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1. An old cowboy went ridin\' out one dark and
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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, when all at once a mighty
herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
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plowin\' through the ragged skies, and up a
cloudy draw.
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2. Their brands were still on fire, and their
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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
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thundered through the sky, for he saw the
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riders comin' hard, and he heard their
mournful cry.
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Yipie i-oh ! Yipie i-ay ! Ghost riders
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in the sky.
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3. Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred,
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their shirts all soaked with sweat.
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He's ridin\' hard to catch that herd, but he
aint caught \'em yet\', \'cause they\'ve got to
ride forever on that range up in the sky,
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on horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear
their cry.
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4. As the riders loped on by him, he heard one
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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
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you will ride, tryin\' to catch the devil's
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herd, across these endless skies.\"
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Yipie i-oh ! Yipie i-ay ! Ghost riders
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in the sky.