CHORUS: Yippee-ai-ay, yippee-ai-oh Ghost riders in the sky 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 bunch of red-eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw REPEAT CHORUS Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs 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 thru' the sky As he saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry REPEAT CHORUS 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 you gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear their cry REPEAT CHORUS As the riders went on by him, he heard one call his name If you wanna save your soul from ever ridin' on our range