Lucky Man
Gregory Lake
He had white Horses and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers they made up his bed
A gold covered mattress on which he was led
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
O-o-o oh, 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
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was
O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was