An old cow polk went ridin’ out one dark and windy day Upon a ranch 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 sky and up the cloudy draw
(Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yay) Ghost herd in the Sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel Their horns were black and shiney 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
(Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yay) Yippee-I-Yo, Yippee-I-Yay Ghost Riders in the Sky
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name 'If you want to save your soul from hell, you’re ridin’ on that range then cowboy, change your ways today… or with us you’ll ride on tryin’ to catch the devil’s herd across these endless sky'
(Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yay) The ghost herd in the Sky Ghost Riders in the Sky