Fortunate Son (feat. Scott Stapp)

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, (x2), I ain't no Senator's son, son

It ain't me, (x2), I ain't no fortunate son, no

Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand

Lord, don't they help themselves? Oh

But when the tax man comes to the door

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

It ain't me, (x2), I ain't no Millionaire's son, no

It ain't me, (x2), I ain't no fortunate son, no

Yeah, some folks inherit Star-Spangled eyes

Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord

And when you ask them

"How much should we give?"

Ooh, they only answer, "More, more, more", more

No, no, no, I ain't no fortunate son, no (x2)

...[Chorus]