Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue
And when the band plays, 'Hail to the chief'
Oh, they point the cannon at you,
LordIt aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord , dont they help themselves?
Oh but, when the tax man come to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son, no, no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war,
LordAnd when you ask them, how much should we give
Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, oh
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no military son, son , no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no, no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no, no, no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son, son, son, son