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 A-plowin' through the ragged skies in a buckload he drove Yippee-aye! Yippee-aye! Yippee-aye-oh! Yippee-aye-oh! Those riders in the sky One and a two and a three, uh, when do I come in, old-timer? In this song it don't matter, partner, go ahead and sing Their faces gone, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all wet with sweat Don't be half-sick, foolish boy They're ridin' hard to catch the herd, but they ain't caught him yet Get along, little doggies, cause you got to ride forever on that age-up in the sky On horses snortin' fire Is that possible? How would I know? As they ride on here they cry This is a cowboy legend? Yippee-aye! Yippee-aye-oh! Yippee-aye-oh! Yippee-aye-oh! Those riders in the sky One and a two and a three, uh, when do I come in, old-timer? In this song it don't matter, partner, go ahead and sing Their faces gone, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all wet with sweat Don't be half-sick, foolish boy They're ridin' hard to catch the herd, but they ain't caught him yet Yippee-aye! Yippee-aye-oh! Yippee-aye-oh! Yippee-aye-oh! L-A-B-A, L-A-B-A When Johnny comes marchin' home again, hooray, hooray He'll make the guy who wrote this song pay, pay Cause all we hear is ghost riders sung by Vaughn Monroe Yippee-aye-oh!