an old cowboy 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 plowin through the ragged skies and up a 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 sky for he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry yippie yi oh yippie yi aie ghost riders in the sky their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat he s ridin 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 snortin fire as they ride on hear their cry as the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name if you want 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 yi oh yippie yi aie ghost riders in the sky ghost riders in the sky ghost riders in the sky7