Riders in the sky

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'plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breaths he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky He saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o Ghost riders in ghost riders in the sky Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o Ghost riders in 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 They've got to ride forever in that range up in the sky On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear their cry Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o Ghost riders in ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in ghost riders in the sky

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 Come rushin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw. Yipie i ay Yipie i oh Ghost riders in 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 you could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky He saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry Yipie i ay Yipie i oh Ghost riders in the sky. Their face is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked With sweat They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they 'aint caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever in the range up in the sky On horses snorting fire as they ride hard hear them cry Yipie i ay Yipie i oh Ghost riders in the sky. The riders leaned on by him he heard one call his name If you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our range Then cow-boy change your ways today or with us you will ride Tryin' to catch this devil herd... a-cross these endless Skies. Yipie i ay Yipie i oh Ghost riders in the sky. Ghost riders in the sky. Ghost riders in the sky.

Woody's Roundup Right here, every day Woody's Roundup Come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (Yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's Woody's horse (He's a smart-) Pete the old prospector And Woody the man himself Of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy In the wild, wild west Woody's Roundup Come on and gather 'round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup

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.

Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o Ghost riders in the sky An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day (yippie-I-ay) Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty bunch of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o Ghost riders in the sky Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel (yippie-I-ay) 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 He saw the riders commin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o Ghost riders in the sky Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat (yippie-I-ay) They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they aint caught 'em yet' 'Cause you've gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire, as they ride on, hear their cry Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o Ghost riders in the sky As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name (yippie-I-ay) If you want to save your soul from ever 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 Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky