Ghost Riders In The Sky - Rockhistation | BGM

An old cowpoke went riding 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 ploughin' through the ragged skies And up a cloudy draw. Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, The ghost herd in the sky. Their brands were still on fire and their hooves was made of steel, Their horns wuz 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-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, Ghost riders in the sky. Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked With sweat, They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky, On horses snortin' fire As they ride on, hear their cry. Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-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-riding on our range, Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies." Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, The ghost herd in the sky. Ghost riders in the sky.

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An old cowpoke went riding 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 ploughin' through the ragged skies And up a cloudy draw. Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, The ghost herd in the sky. Their brands were still on fire and their hooves was made of steel, Their horns wuz 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-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, Ghost riders in the sky. Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked With sweat, They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky, On horses snortin' fire As they ride on, hear their cry. Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-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-riding on our range, Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies." Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, The ghost herd in the sky. Ghost riders in the sky.

An old cowboy went riding 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 Plowin' through the ragged skies And up the cloudy draw 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 Yippie-yi-o Yippie-yi-yay Ghost riders in the sky Their faces gaunt Their eyes were blurred Their shirts all soaked with sweat He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies Yippie-yi-o Yippie-yi-yay Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky