Fortunate Son

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"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, y'all
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, 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, y'all
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house is lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, y'all
And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer, "More, more, more," y'all
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, 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