An old cowpoke went ridin' out
a mighty herd of red -eyed
Coming through the ragged skies
Yippee -ki -yay, yippee -ki -yay -oh -oh
Their brands were still on fire
and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny
and their hot breath he could feel
And a bolt of fear ran through them
as they thundered through the sky
For they saw them riders coming by
and heard their mournful cry
Yippee -tie -yay, yippee -tie -oh
Their faces gaunt, their eyes are blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
Well, they're ridin' hard
but they ain't told them yet
For they got to ride forever
on that range up in the sky
As they ride on, hear their cry
Yippee -ki -yay, yippee -ki -yay -oh -oh
As the writers wrote on by him
I heard one call his name
Then cowboy change your ways today
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd
Yippee -ki -yay, yippee -ki -yay,