Fortunate Son Lyrics – Corrosion Of Conformity

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays “Hail To Your Chief”
They point the cannon at you, yeah you

But 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

Some folks are born silver spoon in their hand
They got to help themselves
And when the taxman comes to the door
Your house look a like a rummage sale, I can’t help ya

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

Ooh solo

As some of you got star spangled eyes
They send you all down to war
And when you ask them, how much should we give
All they wanna hear is more, more, more

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no military son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no son

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