Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Riders In the Sky

An old cowpoke went out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty 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 brands were still on fire and hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he feel,
A bolt of fear went through him as thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin'
And he heard their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
riders in the sky.

Their faces gaunt eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're ridin' to catch that 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 ride on, their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost in the sky.

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

riders in the sky.