Riders in the Sky - Michael Martin Murphey

An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day

And he rested on the saddle as he rode upon the way

When all of a sudden a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw

Yipee yi yay

Yipee yi yo

Thunderin' through the windy sky

And up a cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire

And their hooves were made of steel

Their horns were black and shiny

As hot as you could feel

And a bolt of fear went through him

As they thundered through the sky

He saw some riders comin' hard

And he heard their mournful cry

Yipee yi yay

Yipee yi yo

Ghost riders in the sky

As they galloped past him

He heard one call his name

If you want to save your soul from hell

Ridin' on this range

Then cowboy change your ways today

Or with us you will ride

Chasin' this old devil herd

Through these never ending skies