Creedence Clearwater - 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 The Chief" Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord 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, no Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, oh But when the taxman come to the door Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes 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, no Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord And when you ask them, how much should we give Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh 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, no no no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son, no no no It ain't me...