Luyện nghe bài hát Boy in the Tree

An old went ridin' out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he rode his way
When all at a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
Plowing through the ragged skies and up a draw
Yipie I ay, I oh
Ghost in the sky
Their horns were black and shiny and hooks are made of steel
Their brands were on fire and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear shot through him as thundered through the sky
He saw the riders coming hard and he their mournful cry
I ay, yipie I oh
Ghost in the sky
Their face is gaunt their eyes were their shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to catch herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on the up in the sky
On horses fire as they ride on hear them cry
Yipie I ay, I oh
riders in the sky
As the looked on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save soul from hell a riding on our range
Then change your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin' to catch the Devils herd, across these skies
Yipie I ay, I oh
riders in the sky
Yipie I ay, I oh
riders in the sky