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"

They point the cannon right 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 an array of silver spoon in hand

Lord, they'd help themselves

But when the taxman come to the door

Their house is like a rummage sale, oh

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no millionaire's son, son

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes

Ooh, they send you down to war

But 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, son

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one

Look out

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no military son, son

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 one

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate son