He had white horses And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the door Oooohwhat a lucky man he was Oooohwhat a lucky man he was White lace and feathers They made up his bed A gold covered mattress On which he was laid Oooohwhat a lucky man he was Oooohwhat a lucky man he was He went to fight wars For his country and his king Of his honor and his glory The people would sing Oooohwhat a lucky man he was Oooohwhat 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 Oooohwhat a lucky man he was Oooohwhat a lucky man he was
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