(Ghost) Riders in the Sky Songtext
von Kay Starr

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
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 he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him
As they thundered in the sky
He saw the riders comin' hard
And he heard their mournful cry

Yippee-yi-yay, 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-tryin′ to catch that devil's herd
Across these endless skies."

Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
Ghost Riders in the sky

Yippee-yi-o, ki-yo, ki-yay, yippee-yi-yo, ki-yay
Yippee-yi-o, ki-yo, ki-yay, yippee-yi-yo, ki-yay
Yippee-yi-o, ki-yo, ki-yay, yippee-yi-yo, ki-yay
Yippee-yi-o, ki-yo, ki-yay, yippee-yi-yo, ki-yay
Yippee-yi-o, ki-yo, ki-yay, yippee-yi-yo, ki-yay