Ghost Riders In The Sky

An old cowpoke 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 plowin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw
Yippie-i-o yippie-i-a
The ghost herd in the sky
Their hoofs were made of fire
And their horns were made of steel
And as they thundered by him
Their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear swept through him
As he looked up in the sky
He saw the riders commin' hard
And heard their mournful cry
Yippie-i-o yippie-i-a
Ghost riders in the sky
As the riders loped on by him
He heard one call his name
If you wanta 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
Yippie-i-o yippie-i-a
The ghost riders in the sky
The ghost riders in the sky