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
  Come rushin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.
    Yipie i ay Yipie i oh
  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 you could feel
  A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
  He saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry
    Yipie i ay Yipie i oh
  Ghost riders in the sky.
    Their face is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked
  with sweat
  They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they 'aint caught 'em yet
  'cause they've got to ride forever in the range up in the sky
  On horses snorting fire as they ride hard hear them cry
    Yipie i ay Yipie i oh
  Ghost riders in the sky.
    The riders leaned on by him he heard one call his name
  If you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our range
  Then cow-boy change your ways today or with us you will ride
  Tryin' to catch this devil herd.... a-cross these endless
  skies.
    Yipie i ay Yipie i oh
  Ghost riders in the sky.
  Ghost riders in the sky.
  Ghost riders in the sky.