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 cows he saw
A plowin' through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw
Yi-pi-yi-o, Yi-pi-yi-ay
The ghost riders in the sky
Their hoofs were made of fire and their horns were made of steel
And as they thundered by him their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear swept through him as he looked up in the sky
He saw the riders commin' hard and heard their mournful cry
Yi-pi-yi-o, Yi-pi-yi-ay
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 a-ridin' on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride,
A tryin' to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies"
Yi-pi-yi-o, Yi-pi-yi-ay
The ghost riders in the sky
The ghost riders in the sky...
I think it's great that the Brother Four got their start over at the UW here in Seattle (Sha-doo, hehe). :-)
oldiesfan55 2 months ago
Very good version ;-)
Merci from FRANCE!
Jean-Jacques (Bordeaux -FRANCE).
Audeladesapparences 6 months ago
Best "Ghost riders in the sky" version.
Dravokrow 1 year ago
I was just looking for this song. Thank you very much.
kthr1121 1 year ago