Luyện nghe bài hát (Ghost) Riders in the Sky

An old cowpoke went riding out one and windy day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed he saw,
A ploughin' the ragged skies
And up a draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost in the sky.

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

Their faces their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that up in the sky,
On horses fire
As ride 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 your soul from a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or us you will ride
A-try'ng to catch the herd
Across endless skies."
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost in the sky.