Fortunate Son lyrics by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Some folks are bornmade to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white, blue
And when the band plays
"Hail to the chief"
Ooh, they point the
cannon at you, Lord
But it ain't me
it ain't me
Ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born
silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks just
like a rummage sale, yes
But it ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no millionaire's son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate one, no
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
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no military son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate one
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate son, no no
It ain't me, it ain't me
Ain't no fortunate son
