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 plowin through the ragid 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 cries
chorus:
yippie i ohhh ohh ohh yippie i aye ye ye ghost riders 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 aint caught em yet cause they got to ride forever in that range up in the sky on horses snortin fire as they ride on hear their cries
as the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name 'if you wanna save your soul from hell a-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
yippie i ohhh oh oh yippie i aye ye ye ghost riders in the sky ghost riders in the sky ghost riders in the sky