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
Plowing 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
Oh 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 that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear them cry

As 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 the devil's 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