Fortunate Son Todd Snider

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[Verse 1]
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Oh they're red white and blue
But when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
They point the cannon at you
[Chorus 1]
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
[Verse 2]
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Oh don't they help themselves
But when the tax man comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale
[Chorus 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Oh, they willsend you down to war
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
They always answer "More and more!