(Ghost) Riders In The Sky (Johnny Cash/Gene Autry/Others)
An old cowboy 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
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 For he saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry
Yipie i oh, yipie i ay Ghost riders in the sky
Their face is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat He's ridin' hard to catch that herd but he 'aint caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on the range up in the sky On horses snorting fire... as they ride hard hear them cry
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 cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride Tryin' to catch this devils herd... across these endless skies
Yipie i oh, yipie i ay Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky