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    Desperados Riders In The Sky текст песни

    Riders In The Sky

    [Music & lyrics by Stan Jones, 1949]

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

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

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

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

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

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

    As the riders loped on by him
    he heard one calls his name
    If you want to save your soul
    from hell riding on your range
    Then cowboy change your ways today
    or with us you will ride
    Trying to catch the devil’s herd
    across these endless skies

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



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