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.

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 comin' hard,

And he heard their mournful cry.


Yipee-eye-oooh, yipee-eye-aaaay.

Ghost riders in the sky.


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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.

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'Cause they've got to ride forever,

On that range up in the sky.

All 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 wanna 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."


Yipee-eye-oooh, yipee-eye-aaaay.

Ghost riders in the sky.

Ghost riders in the sky.

Ghost riders in the sky.