An old cowpoke 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 wuz 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
Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in, ghost riders in the sky
Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in, ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd
But they ain't caught them yet
They've got to ride forever
In that range up in the sky
On horses snortin' fire
As they ride on, hear their cry
Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in, ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in, ghost riders in the sky