Ghost Staffers in the Sky
Tune: Ghost Riders in the Sky
The S - P - L went hiking out one dark and windy day,
Upon his staff he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a motley crew of red-eyed staff he saw,
A plowin' through the ragged skies and up a dusty draw
Chorus:
Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o, Ghost Staffers in the sky.
Their feet were still on fire and their hearts were made of steel
Their boots were black and grungy and their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him as they stumbled down the trail.
For as he saw the staffers fallin hard he could hear their mournful wail.
Their faces were sunburned, their shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're workin hard to catch the point, but they ain't caught it yet.
They've got to work forevermore on that course up in the sky.
Driven by a heartless man, oh listen to them cry.
And as their leader went on by, he heard them call his name.
If you want to save your soul from hell a hikin with this pain,
Then you'd better change your ways or with us you will hike
Trying to catch the devil's staff along this endless pike.