In this world there is evil
Murderers and thieves
Reprehensible scoundrels
Doing anything they please

But though these villains are heartless
And they show no remorse
Out to the west is a hero
On his giant iron horse

He rides valiantly through the desert
And he fights [bad word] everywhere
At night in a blaze of glory
He rides into town and he takes them down
Then rides off into the cold night air

He hears the cries of the helpless [bad word] in with force
Fiends may try but they [bad word] From his massive iron horse

So when you think that you're done for
And you haven't got a prayer
Give a shout or a whistle
And the horseman will be there

He rides valiantly through the desert
And he fights [bad word] everywhere
At night in a blaze of glory
He rides into town and he takes them down
Then rides off into the cold night air

Don't cry, everything's going to be just fine
Your plight is soon to be removed
Tonight you can sleep with peace of mind
'Cause [bad word] along and he'll right the wrong
That's been going on for you

He rides valiantly through the desert
And he fights [bad word] everywhere
At night in a blaze of glory [bad word] into town and he takes them down
All the low-life scum will be on [bad word] He corrects their course on his iron horse and then
He rides