Fortunate Son Lyrics - More Creedence Gold - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Some folks are born, made to wave the flag 

Ooo, they're red, white and blue 

And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" 

Ooo, they point the cannon at you, Lord 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no 

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Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand 

Lord, don't they help themselves, y'all 

But when the taxman comes to the door 

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah 

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, no 

Yeah, yeah 

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes 

Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord 

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

Ooh, they only answer "More! More! More!", y'all 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no, no, no 

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no