Ghost Riders In The Sky
record by Johnny Cash
written by Stan Jones
 
                               An old cowboy 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
                                    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 he could feel
            
bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
                                        For he saw the [bad word] hard  and he heard their mournful cry
 
                                       Yipie i-oh  Yipie i-ay    ghost riders in the sky
 
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred
      Their shirts all soaked with sweat
     He’s riding hard to catch that herd but he ain't 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 their cry
 
                              As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
       If you want to save your soul from [bad word] a riding on our range
 
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
                                Trying 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