Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Riders In the Sky

An old cowpoke went out one dark and windy day,
Upon a he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty 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 hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went him as they thundered through 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 their eyes were blurred and shirts all
sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't them yet
'Cause they've got to ride on that range up in the sky,
On horses fire
As ride on, hear 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 to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or 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.