And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid
He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing
A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died
He had white horses And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the door Oooh, what a lucky man he was White lace and feathers They made up his bed A gold covered mattress On which he was laid He went to fight wars For his country and his king Of his honor and his glory The people would sing A bullet had found him His blood ran as he cried No money could save him So he laid down and he died Explain Request ×
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