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"

Lord, they point the cannon at you, yeah

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?

But when the taxman comes to the door

Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no millionaire's son, no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one

Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes

Oh, they send them off to war, Lord

And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"

The only answer is "more, more, more, more"

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no military son, no

No, it ain't me, no, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, no

It ain't me, no, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate son