"Fortunate Son (CCR cover)" as written by and John C. Fogerty....
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Oh, that red, white 'n blue
And when they play "Hail to the Chief"
Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate 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?
And when the tax man knocks on their door
Oh, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah, yeah

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

Some folks are born
Star-spangled eyes
Oh, they send you out to war
And when Australia asks:
"How much do we get?"
Oh, they just ask for more, and more, and more, and more, and more, and...

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


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"Fortunate Son" as written by John C. Fogerty

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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