An old cowpoke went ridin' out one cold and dreary 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 Went plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw Yippee yi yay, yippee yi yo, ghost riders the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves 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 coming hard and he heard their mournful cry Yippee yi yay, yippee yi yo, ghost riders the sky
Their faces red, 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 gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear their cry Yippee yi yay, yippee yi yo, ghost riders in the sky
The riders went on by him he heard one call his name If you wanna save your soul from hell, a ridin' on this 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 Yippee yi yay, yippee yi yo, ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky, ghost riders in the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
