He had white horses,
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin,
And waiting by the door
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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 laid
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He went to fight wars,
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory,
The people would sing
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A bullet had found him,
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him,
So he laid down and he died
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