Ghost Riders in the Sky

An old cowboy went riding 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-plowing through the ragged sky
 And up a cloudy draw
 Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
 Their horns were black and shiny, 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
 Heard their mournful cries
 Yippie-yi-o (yippie-yi-o)
 Yippie-yi-yay (yippie-yi-yay)
 Ghost riders in the sky
 Their faces gaunt
 Their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
 He's riding 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 snorting fire
 As they ride on hear their cries
 As the riders loped 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 the devil's herd
 Across these endless skies
 Yippie-yi-o (yippie-yi-o)
 Yippie-yi-yay (yippie-yi-yay)
 Ghost riders in the sky
 Ghost riders in the sky
 Ghost riders in the sky