Some folks are born
Made to wave the flag
They're red, white and blue
And when the band plays
Hail To The Chief
They point the cannon at you, LordIt 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, noSome folks are born
Silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves
But when the taxman
Come to the door
Lord, the house look like a rummage saleIt 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, noSome folks inherit
Star spangled eyes
They send you down to war, LordAnd when you ask them
How much should we give?
They only answer
More, more, moreIt ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
It iain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, noIt ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, no
Composição: John Fogerty.
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