Verse 1:

An [Am]old cowpoke went riding out one [C]hot and windy day,

U[Am]pon a ridge he rested as he [C]went along his [E7]way,

When [Am]all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,

A-[Dm]plowin' through the (Dm7) ragged skies, and [Am]up the cloudy draw.

Chorus:

[Em]Yip-i-ya-[C]a, Yip-i-ya-[Am]o, [Dm]ghost riders (Dm7) in the [Am]sky.

Verse 2:

Their [Am]brands were still on fire and their [C]hoofs were made of steel.

Their [Am]horns were black and shiny and their [C]hot breath he could [E7]feel.

A [Am]bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky.

For [Dm]as he saw the riders (Dm7) comin' hard and he [Am]heard their mournful cry.

Chorus

Verse 3:

Their [Am]face were gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their [C]shirts all soaked with sweat,

They're [Am]riding hard to catch that herd, but [C]they ain't caught him [E7]yet.

They've [Am]got to ride forevermore on the range up in the sky,

On [Dm]horses snorting (Dm7) fire as they [Am]ride on hear their cry.

Chorus

Verse 4:

And [Am]as the riders loped on by he [C]heard one call his name,

If [Am]you want to save your soul from hell a-[C]ridin' on the [E7]range,

Then [Am]cowboy better change your ways or with us you will ride,

Try[Dm]ing to catch the (Dm7) devil's herd a[Am]cross the endless skies.

CHORUS X 2

(DM) Ghost riders (Dm7) in the (Am) sky

(DM) Ghost riders (Dm7) in the (Am) sky