He had white horses And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the door...
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 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
writers: Emerson, Lake & Palmer
copyright: EMI Music Publishing
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