Luyện nghe bài hát Boy in the Tree

An old went ridin' out one dark and windy day
Upon a he rested as he rode along his way
When all at once a mighty of red eyed cows he saw
through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw
Yipie I ay, I oh
Ghost in the sky
Their horns were black and shiny and their hooks are made of
Their brands still on fire and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear through him as they thundered through the sky
He saw the riders coming hard and he heard mournful cry
Yipie I ay, I oh
Ghost in the sky
Their is gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to that herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride on the range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire as they ride on hear cry
I ay, yipie I oh
Ghost in the sky
As the riders looked on by him he heard one call his
If you want to save your from hell a riding on our range
Then cow-boy your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin' to catch the Devils herd, across endless skies
Yipie I ay, I oh
Ghost in the sky
Yipie I ay, I oh
riders in the sky