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Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son Lyrics

Some folks are born
Made to wave the flag
They're red, white and blue
And when the band plays
Hail To The Chief
They point the cannon at you Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's 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
But when the taxman
Come to the door
Lord the house look a like a rummage sale
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit
Star spangled eyes
They send you down to war Lord
And when you ask them
How much should we give?
They only answer
More, more, more
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
It iain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, no