The Ballad Of Blazing Saddles

Frankie Laine

He rode a blazing saddle

He wore a shining star



His job to offer battle

To bad men near and far



He conquered fear and he conquered hate

He turned our night into day



He made his blazing saddle

A torch to light the way



When outlaws ruled the west

And fear filled the land



A cry went up for a man with guts to take the west in hand



They needed a man who was brave and true with justice for all as his aim



Then out of the sun rode a man with a gun



And Bart was his name

Yes Bart was his name



He rode a blazing saddle

He wore a shining star



His job to offer battle to bad men near and far



He conquered fear and he conquered hate

He turned our night into day



He made his blazing saddle a torch to light the way