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