Yi-pi-yi-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)
Ghost riders in the sky
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
A-plowin` 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 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-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, and shirts all soaked with sweat
They`re ridin` hard to catch that herd but they haven`t caught `em yet
They`ve got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snortin` fire, as they ride on, hear them cry
The riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin` on the range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-tryin` to catch the Devil`s herd across these endless skies
Yi-pi-yi-yo (yi-pi-yi-yo), Yi-pi-yi-ay (yi-pi-yi-ay)
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky (fade)