An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Along the ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged brush and up the 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 skies For he saw the riders coming hard, and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie-yi-ay (yippie-yi-ay) Oh, yippie-yi-oh (yippie-yi-oh) Ghost riders in the sky

[Solo by Reggie Young]

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred Their shirts all soaked with sweat They’re riding hard to catch that herd, but theyt ain’t caught ‘em yet ‘Cause they’ll have to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire as they ride on, hear them cry

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name If you want to save your soul from hell riding on our 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-yi-ay (yippie-yi-ay) Yippie-yi-oh (yippie-yi-oh) Ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky