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 ploughin' through the ragged
And up a draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The herd in the sky.

Their brands were on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot he could feel,
A bolt of fear through 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 and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't them yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on range up in the sky,
On horses fire
As they ride on, hear cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
riders 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 cowboy your ways today or with us you will ride
A-try'ng to the devil's herd
these endless skies."
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The herd in the sky.

riders in the sky.