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 steers he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw Yipie i-ay yipie i-ay, yipie i-oh yipie i-oh! Ghost riders in the sky Their brands were still on fire, and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were bright 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 Yipie i-ay yipie i-ay, yipie i-oh yipie i-oh! 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 '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 Yipie i-ay yipie i-ay, yipie i-oh yipie i-oh! Ghost riders in the sky As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name I-oh "If you want to save your soul from hell a ridin' on our range I-ay 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-ay yipie i-ay, yipie i-oh yipie i-oh! Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky