An old cowpoke 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 plowin' through the ragged skies

And up a cloudy draw



Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo

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 shot through him as

He looked up in the sky

For he saw the riders comin' hard

And he heard their mournful cry



Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo

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 '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



Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo

Ghost riders in the sky



As the cowpokes loped on past him and

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

A trying to catch the devil's herd

Across these endless skies



Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo

Ghost riders in the sky