He had white horses and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers, they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress on which he was laid
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Aaaah
He went to fight wars for his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory the people would sing
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found him, his blood ran as he cried
No money could save him, so he laid down and he died
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers, they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress on which he was laid
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Aaaah
He went to fight wars for his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory the people would sing
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found him, his blood ran as he cried
No money could save him, so he laid down and he died
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
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