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