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 come’ to the door
lord the house 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 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 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
Artist: Creedence Clearwater Revival
Year: 1969
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 95