「歌曲」Ghost Riders In The Sky-Vaughn Monroe

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
Plowin' through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

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 he saw the riders come
He could hear their mournful yells and the cracking of their guns

Yippee-ay, yippee-oh
The ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
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-ay, yippee-oh
The 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-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies"

Yippee-ay, yippee-oh
The ghost riders in the sky