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© Emerson, Lake & Palmer

He had white horses and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
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
Ooh what a lucky man he was
Ooh what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars for his country and his king
Of his honour and his glory the people would sing
Ooh what a lucky man he was
Ooh what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him, his blood ran and he cried
No money could save him, so he lay down and he died
Ooh what a lucky man he was
Ooh what a lucky man he was

He had white horses and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin and waiting by the door
Ooh what a lucky man he was
Ooh what a lucky man he was
Ooh what a lucky man...

Song Info
The age old adage - you can be rich, you can be well respected, you can be beautiful, you can be famous... but these count for nothing, war kills - and it kills without discrimination.
 

'He had white horses'
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