Riders in the Sky Songtext
von Bruce Low

An old cowboy 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
Plowing through the ragged skie, and up a cloudy draw

Yippee I yeah Yippee I yo The Ghostriders 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 he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
Oh, he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry


Yippee I yeah Yippee I yo The Ghostriders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He′s ridin 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 snortin′ fire as they ride on hear their cry

Yippee I yo Yippee I yo Ghostriders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
"If you wanna save your soul from hell, or ridin on our 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 I yeah Yippee I yo The Ghostriders in the sky