An old cowboy went out on a 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 sky and up a cloudy draw
(Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh)
The ghost riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shining 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 coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
(Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh)
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat
They're riding hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire as they ride and hear their cry
Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh
(Ghost riders in the sky)
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one calls his name
If you want to save your soul from hell, riding on your range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies
(Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh)
Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh
Ghost riders in the sky
(Yippie aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh)

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