Luyện nghe bài hát (Ghost) Riders in the Sky

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

Their brands were still on and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear 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,
riders in the sky.

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

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

riders in the sky.