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"

Oh, they point the cannon at you,

LordIt 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?

Oh but, when the tax man come to the door

Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes

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

Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes

Ooh, they send you down to war,

LordAnd when you ask them, how much should we give

Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, oh

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no military son, son, no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, no, no

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, son, son, son