Luyện nghe bài hát (Ghost) Riders in the Sky

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

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

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

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

Ghost in the sky.