Stan Jones Riders In The Sky
Yippie-yi-aie, Yippie-yi-oh!
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
Come through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw
Yippie-yi-aie, Yippie-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky
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 coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie-yi-aie, Yippie-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred their 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 the range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire as they ride hard hear them cry
Yippie-yi-aie, Yippie-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky
The riders rode on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us, you will ride
Trying to catch this devil herd across these endless skies
Yippie-yi-aie, Yippie-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
