Luyện nghe bài hát Riders In The Sky

[Music & by Stan Jones, 1949]

An old cowboy went out on a and windy day
Upon a he rested as he went along his way
When all at a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
Plowing through the ragged sky and up a draw.

Yippie aye-aaa, aye-ooh.
Ghost in the sky.

Their were still on fire
and their hooves were of steel
Their horns were black and
and their hot breath he could
A bolt of went through him
as they through the sky,
For he saw the riders hard
and he heard mournful cry.

aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh.
Ghost in the sky.

faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
and shirts all soaked with
They're riding to catch that head
but they ain't them yet,
'cause they've got to forever
on that up in the sky
On horses snorting as they
and hear awful cry

aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh.
Ghost in the sky.

As the riders on by him
he heard one his name
If you to save your soul
from riding on your range
Then cowboy change your ways
or with us you will
Trying to the devil's herd
across these endless

aye-aaa, yippie aye-ooh.
Ghost in the sky.