Yippee-yi-oh, yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-ay Those riders in the sky 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 Flowing through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hills were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath eager to eat A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry Yippee-yi-oh, yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-ay Those riders in the sky Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked in sweat They're riding hard to catch that herd but they haven't caught him yet They've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses starting five as they ride on hidden pride The riders loped on by and he heard one call his name He warned to save your soul from hell riding on the range And cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride Or try to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies Yippee-yi-oh, yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-ay Those riders in the sky Thank you for watching!