Ghostriders In The Sky

(Rogers)
An old cowboy 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,
Plowing 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.
Oh, he saw the riders comin? hard,
And he heard their mournful cry...
Chorus:
Yippee-I-Yo...Yippee-I-Yay...
Ghostriders in the sky...
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
He's ridin' 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 snortin' fire...
As they ride on hear their cry...
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
"If you wanna save your soul from hell, or ridin' on our range
Then cowboy, change your ways today, or with us you will ride
Tryin? to catch the devil's herd
Across these endless skies..."
Yippe-I-Yo...Yippee-I-Yay...
Ghostriders in the sky...
Ghostriders in the sky...
Ghostriders in the sky