BLAZING SADDLES
(Mel Brooks / John Morris)

Frankie Laine

Also recorded by:
Ennio Morricone; The Prague Philharmonic Orch.


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 dark night into day
He made his blazing saddle
A torch to light the way

When outlaws ruled the west
And fear fills 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 dark night into day
He made his blazing saddle
A torch to light the way


(Contributed/Transcribed by Bill Huntley - February 2006)