Riders in the Sky (A Cowboy Legend)

An old cow polk 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 sky and up the
cloudy draw Yippee-I-yay,
yippee-I-yo The ghost herd in the sky 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 through the sky For he saw the
riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry (
Yippee-I-yay) yippee-I-yay (yippee-I-yay,
yippee-I-yo The ghost riders in the sky As the
riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name '
If you want to save your soul from hell aridin' on our range Then
cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride Ah tryin' to
catch the devil's herd across this endless sky' Yippee-I-yay,
yippee-I-yay The ghost herd in the sky Ghost herd in the sky