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
A ploughin' 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, oh, yi pi yi ay
The 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 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 want to 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
Yi pi yi, oh, yi pi yi ay
The ghost riders in the sky

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