An old cowpoke went riding out
One dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested
As he went upon his way
When all at once a mighty
Herd of red eyed cows he saw
Coming through the ragged sky
And up a cloudy draw
Yippe-ai-ay yippee-ai-oh
Ghost herd 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 rumbled through the sky
Then he saw the riders coming hard
And he heard their mournful cry
Yippe-ai-ay yippee-ai-oh
Ghost herd in the sky
Their faces gaunt their eyes
Were blurred their shirts
All soaked with sweet
Their riding hard to catch
That herd but they ain't
Caught them yet
For they got to ride forever
On that range up in the sky
As horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cries
Yippe-ai-ay yippee-ai-oh
Ghost herd 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
Trying to catch the devil's herd
Across these endless skies
Yippe-ai-ay yippee-ai-oh
Ghost herd in the sky
Ghost herd in the sky
Yippee-ai-oh
