v.1
He had white horses, and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin, and waiting by the door

Chorus:
Ooh, what a lucky man he was [2t]

v.2
White lace and feathers, they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress, on which he was led

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v.3
He went to fight wars for his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory, the people would sing

Instr. Brk.

v.4
A bullet had found him, his blood ran as he cried
No money could save him, so he layed down and he died

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