Gene Barry

Back when the West was very young 
There lived a man named Masterson 
He wore a cane and derby hat 
They called him Bat, Bat Masterson. 

A man of steel the stories say 
But women's eyes all glanced his way 
A gambler's game he always won 
They called him Bat, Bat Masterson. 

The trail that he blazed is still there 
No one has come since to replace his name 
And those with too ready a trigger forgot to figger 
On his fighting fame. 

So in the legends of the West 
One name stands out from all the rest 
The man who had the fastest gun 
They called him Bat, Bat Masterson.