Luyện nghe bài hát (Ghost) Riders in the Sky

An old went riding out one dark and windy day,
a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed he saw,
A through the ragged skies
And up a draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The herd in the sky.

Their brands still on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders hard
And he heard mournful cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost in the sky.

Their faces gaunt eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch herd but they ain't caught them yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on range up in the sky,
On horses snortin'
As ride on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost in the sky.

As the loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you ride
A-try'ng to the devil's herd
Across these skies."
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The herd in the sky.

riders in the sky.