An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he rode along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
A plowing through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw

Yippi eye ya, yippi eye o
Ghost herd in the sky

Their horns were black and shiny and their hooves were made of steel
Their brands were still on fire and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear shot through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard, and he herd their mornful cry

Yippi eye ya, yippi eye o
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt their eyes are blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're riding hard to catch that herd but they ain't cought them yet
Cause they got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear em' cry

Yippi eye ya, yippi eye o
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 a ridin' 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

Yippi eye ya, yippi eye o
Ghost riders in the sky

Yippi eye ya, yippi eye o
Ghost riders in the sky