Creedence Clearwater Revival, “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, Lord

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, no / But when the taxman comes to the door / Lord, the house looks 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… some folks inherit star spangled eyes / Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord / And when you ask ’em “How much should we give?” / Ooh, they only answer “More, more, more!”

It ain’t me, it ain’t me / I ain’t no military son, son, Lord / 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 / It ain’t me…

By John C. Fogerty © Fantasy Records, 1969

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