Corrosion Of Conformity - Fortunate Son lyrics

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Corrosion Of Conformity - Fortunate Son lyrics

Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, they’re red, white and blue And when the band plays “Hail To Your Chief” They point the cannon at you, yeah you But it ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no senator’s son It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no fortunate one Some folks are born silver spoon in their hand They got to help themselves And when the taxman comes to the door Your house look a like a rummage sale, I can’t help ya 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 Ooh solo As some of you got star spangled eyes They send you all down to war And when you ask them, how much should we give All they wanna hear is 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, no son

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