Lyrics:
He had white horsesAnd ladies by the scoreAll dressed in satinAnd waiting by the doorOoooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he wasWhite lace and feathersThey made up his bedA gold covered mattressOn which he was laidOoooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he wasHe went to fight warsFor his country and his kingOf his honor and his gloryThe people would singOoooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he wasA bullet had found himHis blood ran as he criedNo money could save himSo he laid down and he diedOoooh, what a lucky man he wasOoooh, what a lucky man he was