An old cow polk went ridin’ one dark and windy day Upon a ranch 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 Ghost Riders in the Sky
Their brands were still on fire and thier hoofs were made of steel Their horns were black and shiney and thier hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yo Ghost Riders in the Sky
Their faces gone, their eyes were blurred , their shirts all soaked with sweat Their rindin’ hard to catch that heard but they ain’t caught ‘em yet ‘Cause they got to ride forever in that range up in the sky On horses snortin’ fire... as they ride they hear their cry
Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yo 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, you’re ridin’ on that range then cowboy, change your ways today……or with us you’ll ride on tryin’ to catch the devil’s herd across the endless sky' Yippee-I-Yay (Yippee-I-Yay) Yippee-I-Yo (Yippee-I-Yo) Ghost Riders in the SkyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
