Title: Fortunate Son
Artist: Fenix Tx
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Lyric:
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue, yeah
And when the band plays, "Hail To The Chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you
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, why don't they help themselves?
But when the tax man come to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them, how much should we give
You they only answer, more, more, more
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
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
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
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