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He had white horsesand ladies by the score.
All dressed in satinand waiting by the door.
Ohwhat a lucky man he wasohwhat a lucky man he was.
White lace and feathersthey laid on his bed.A gold covered mattresson which he was led.
Ohwhat a lucky man he wasohwhat a lucky man he was.
He went to fight warsfor his country and his kingof his honour and his glorythe people would sing.
Ohwhat a lucky man he wasohwhat a lucky man he was.A bullet had found himhis blood ran as he cried.
Nobody could save himso he laid down and died.
Ohwhat a lucky man he wasohwhat a lucky man he was.
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