Fortunate Son

Some folks is born to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red and they're white and they're blue
And when the band plays Hail To The Chief
Ooh, they pointin' the cannon at you, Lord

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

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

Some folks is born, silver spoon in they hand
Lord, they know how to help themselves, yes they do
But when the taxman comes, it's knock-knock-knock-knock on the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, ooh-who

Well it ain't me, no it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no no no
It ain't me, no it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, would you tell the people what I'm talkin' 'bout?

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, more, more, more, more, more, more!

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

No no no, no no no, no no no, no no no
I ain't no fortunate son
Ooh, no I ain't
I ain't no fortunate son