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
Plowing through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw

Yipie I ay, yipie I oh
The ghost herd in the sky

As the riders look on by him he heard one call his name
If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin' on the range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
But tryin' to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies"

Yipie I ay, yipie I oh
The ghost herd in the sky
The ghost herd in the sky
Yipie I oh
The ghost riders in the sky

Copyright: Kanjian Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Stanley Jones