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 
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the 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 Ohhhhh 
Yippie yi yaaaaay 
Ghost Riders in the sky 

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their 
shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding 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 snorting 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-riding on our 
range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will 
ride 
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless 
skies 

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi Yaaaaay

Ghost Riders in the sky
Ghost Riders in the sky 
Ghost Riders in the sky