Frank Ifield

 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

apollo.eu I went across to Switzerland Where all the Yodellers be To try to learn to yodel With my yodel-oh-ee-dee I climbed a big high mountain On a clear and sunny day And met a yodellin' gal Up in a little Swiss chalet She taught me to yodel Yodel