Luyện nghe bài hát (Ghost) Riders in the Sky

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

Their were still on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
horns wuz black 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 comin' hard
And he heard their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
riders in the sky.

Their faces gaunt their eyes blurred and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're ridin' hard to that herd but they ain't caught them yet
'Cause they've got to 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 riders loped on by him he heard one 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
A-try'ng to catch the devil's
Across endless skies."
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost in the sky.

Ghost in the sky.