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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
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
Lyrics submitted by thedanman344
Track duration: 04:37
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There is also a double edged blade to the lyrics, as the lower classes that those are far more likely to fall victim in the military. Perhaps the song attempts to convey that everyone eventually loses in a malicious situation - In reality, however, that is (in my humblest opinion) far from reality. Equality is a myth and freedom of choice is relative.
Last time I checked the Beatles weren't a trio.