Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
 Ooh, they're red, white and blue
 And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
 Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no senator's son, son
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no fortunate one, no
 Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
 Lord, don't they help themselves, Lord?
 But when the taxman come to the door
 Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no fortunate one, no
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 Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
 Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
 And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"
 Hoo, they only answer, "More, more, more, more"
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no military son, son, Lord
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no fortunate one, one
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no fortunate one, no, no, no
 It ain't me, it ain't me
 I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no
 It ain't me, it ain't me...