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  • 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-a, yippie-I-o
    The ghost herd in the sky
    Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made ofsteel
    Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he couldfeel
    A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through thesky
    For he saw the riders commin' hard, and he heard their mournfulcry
    Yippie-I-a, yippie-I-o
    Ghost riders in the sky
    Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts allsoaked with sweat
    They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'emyet'
    'Cause ya gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky,
    On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.
    Yippie-I-a (yippie-I-a), yippie-I-o (yippie-I-o)
    Ghost riders in the sky
    As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
    If you wanna to save your soul from hell or ridin' on ourrange,
    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-a (yippie-I-a), yippie-I-o (yippie-I-o)
    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-a, yippie-I-o
    The ghost herd in the sky
    Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made ofsteel
    Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he couldfeel
    A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through thesky
    For he saw the riders commin' hard, and he heard their mournfulcry
    Yippie-I-a, yippie-I-o
    Ghost riders in the sky
    Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts allsoaked with sweat
    They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'emyet'
    'Cause ya gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky,
    On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry.
    Yippie-I-a (yippie-I-a), yippie-I-o (yippie-I-o)
    Ghost riders in the sky
    As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
    If you wanna to save your soul from hell or ridin' on ourrange,
    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-a (yippie-I-a), yippie-I-o (yippie-I-o)
    Ghost riders in the sky