An old cow poke 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-plowing through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw
  
  Yippee-i-ay yippee-i-o
  The ghost herd in the sky
  
  As the riders looped on by him he heard one call his name
  If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on the range
  Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
  A-trying to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies
  
  Yippee-i-a yippee-i-o
  The ghost herd in the sky
  The ghost herd in the sky
  Yippee-i-o
  The ghost riders in the sky