He had white horses and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
Ooo what a lucky man he was
Ooo what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress on which he was led
Ooo what a lucky man he was
Ooo what a lucky man he was
He went to fight wars for his country and his king
Of his honor and glory the people would sing
Ooo what a lucky man he was
Ooo what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found him, his blood ran as he cried
No money could save him, so he lay down and he died
Ooo what a lucky man he was
Ooo what a lucky man he was