(Capo 1st fret)
   (E)(G) Am (x4)
                Am                                               C
           An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day
             Am
           Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way

           When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
              F                                                                    C          Am
           A-plowing through the ragged skies 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 thundered through the sky
           For he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry

                                           C                      Am
                        Yippee-yay-oh, yippee-yay-yea
                        F                            Am
                        Ghost riders in the sky
                                  *Interlude*   (verse)

           Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
           He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
           Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
           On horses snortin' fire - as they ride on, hear their cry

           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
           Trying to catch the devil's herd across this endless sky

                        Yippee-yay-oh, yippee-yay-yea
                        F                            Am
                        Ghost riders in the sky
                        Ghost riders in the sky
                        Ghost riders in the sky...