Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag

Oh, they're red, white, and blue

And when the band plays Hail to the Chief

Ooh, they point that cannon at you, Lord

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

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

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand

Lord, don't they help themselves, oh

When the taxman comes to the door

The house looks 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

Oh, they send you down to war, Lord, yeah

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, no, no

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

Yeah