Oh
what a lucky man he was
oh
what a lucky man he was.
White lace and feathers
they laid on his bed.
A gold covered mattress
on which he was led.
Oh
what a lucky man he was
oh
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.
Oh
what a lucky man he was
oh
what a lucky man he was.
A bullet had found him
his blood ran as he cried.
Nobody could save him
so he laid down and died.
Oh
what a lucky man he was
oh
what a lucky man he was.
