Riders In The Sky - Carlinhos Borba Gato

An old cowboy cane riding out

One dark and windy day

Upon a ridge he rested as

He went along his way

Well at once a mighty herd of

Red eyed cows he saw

I plowing through the ragged skies

And up a cloudy draw

Yippie I ay

Yippie I oh

Ghost riders 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 thundered in the sky

He saw the riders coming hard

And heard their mournful cry

Yippie I ay

Yippie I oh

Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him

Well they heard then call his name

If you went to save your soul

From hell a riding on her range

Then cowboy change your ways

Today or with us you will ride

I try to catch the devil's herd

Across these endless skies

Yippie I ay

Yippie I oh

Ghost riders in the sky

Yippie I ay

Yippie I oh

Ghost riders in the sky