Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Riders In the Sky

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he 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 ghost in the sky.

Their were still on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he feel,
A bolt of fear went him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders hard
And he heard their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost in the sky.

Their faces their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're hard to catch 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 on, hear their 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 your soul from hell on our range,
Then cowboy change 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 herd in the sky.

Ghost in the sky.