Ghost Riders in the Sky - Dean Martin (迪安·马丁)
An old cow poke went riding out
One 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
A-plowing through the ragged
Skies and up a cloudy draw
Yippee-i-ay yippee-i-o
The ghost herd in the sky
As the riders looped on
By him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from
Hell a-riding on the range
Then cowboy change your ways
Today or with us you will ride
A-trying to catch the devil's
Herd across these endless skies
Yippee-i-a yippee-i-o
The ghost herd in the sky
The ghost herd in the sky
Yippee-i-o
The ghost riders in the sky
