He had white horses
and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
and waiting by the door
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
White lace and feathers
they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
on which he was led
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
He went to fight wars
for country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
the people would sing
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
Ooh, 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
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
Ooh, what a lucky man
he was
