
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!
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!
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