Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Riders In the Sky

An old went riding out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he as he went along his way,
When all at once a herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A through 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 hooves was of steel,
Their 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,
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
they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On snortin' fire
As they on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost in the sky.

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

Ghost in the sky.