Creedance Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son lyrics

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<b>Fortunate Son</b> by <i>Creedance Clearwater Revival</i><br />

Some folks are born, made to wave the flag,

Ooh they're red white and blue

And when the band play hail to the chief

They point the cannons at you, ya'll

It aint me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son's son

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one naw

Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand

Lawd (lord) don't they help themselves, ya'll

But when the tax man comes to the door

Lowd the house looka like a rummage sale, yea

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaires son, naw naw

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one naw

Yea, some folks inherit, star spangled eyes

Ohh they'll send you down ta war, ya

And when you ask'em, how much should we give

Oooh the only answer's more, more, more ya'll

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son naw

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one naw

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one lawd naw

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, lawd naw