That old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy dayA boy in red she rested as he went along his wayWhen all at once somebody heard of red-eyed cows he sawFlowing through the ragged skiesAnd up the cloudy drawYippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoGoose riders in the skyTheir brats were still on fire and their hooves made of steelTheir horse was black and shiny and their hot breath he could feelA bolt of fear went through himAs they thundered through the skyHe saw the riders coming hardHe heard the mournful cryYippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoGoose riders in the skyThe riders loped on by himHe heard one call his nameIf you want to save your soul from hellRiding on our rangeThen cowboy change your waysToday or with us you will rideRiding to catch the devil's herdAcross these endless skiesYippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoGoose riders in the skyYippee-yi-yay, yippee-yay, yippee-yay, yippee-yayGoose riders in the skyYippee-yi-yay, yippee-yay, yippee-yay, yippee-yay