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 Sarsaw.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no boy from this bar, no.

Some folks have on silver spoon and hands, y'all done to help themselves, y'all.

But when the tax payers come through the door, y'all, the house look like a rummage safe.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire son, y'all, y'all.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, y'all.

Yeah, yeah, I'm both in Harris, Starr, Frankel, Kyle, who they send you down to war, y'all.

And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"

Who's the only answer?

War, war, war, y'all.

It ain't me, it ain't me.

I ain't no military sergeant, sergeant.

It ain't me, it ain't me.

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