Ghost Riders In The Sky

Words & Music:

Stan Jones


Em                                 G

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day.


Upon a ridge he rested as he went upon his way.

     Em           (C/E)          (A/E)            (C/E)

When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw

C                        (Am)      Em

Coming through the ragged 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 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.



         G             Em   (D)

Yippe-ai-ay, yippee-ai-oh!

C           (Am)    Em

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 riding on this range.

Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride.

Trying to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies.


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