Lucky Man
He had white horsesAnd ladies by the scoreAll dressed in satinAnd waiting by the door
Ooooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathersThey made up his bedA gold covered mattressOn which he was laid
Ooooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he was
He went to fight warsFor his country and his kingOf his honor and his gloryThe people would sing
Ooooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found himHis blood ran as he criedNo money could save himSo he laid down and he died
Ooooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he was