Emerson Lake And Palmer – Lucky man
Emerson Lake And Palmer – Lucky man
He had white horses
And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the doorOoh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he wasWhite lace and feathers
They made up his bed A gold covered mattress On which he was laidOoh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he wasHe went to fight wars
For his country and his king Of his honor and his glory The people would singOoh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he wasA bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried No money could save him So he laid down and he diedOoh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was