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" Oh, they point the 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 But when the taxman comes to the door The house looks like a rummage sale 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 Yeah Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes Oh, they send you down to war And when you ask 'em, "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 no fortunate one, oh 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 one