An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went upon his way                  ()         ()            () When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw                          ()      coming through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hot breath he could feel Their horns were black and shiny and their hooves were made of steel                  ()               ()               ()    A bolt of fear went through him as they rumbled through the sky                                   ()         Then he saw the riders coming hard     and he heard their mournful cry Chorus                           () Yippe-ai-ay yippee-ai-oh            ()     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 this range                      ()         ()            ()   Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride                               ()     Trying to catch the devil’s herd    across these endless skies