Bob Seger — Fortunate Son

[Intro] This is by a band I, I've always loved called the Creedence Clearwater Revival. The name of the song is "Fortunate Son." [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no senator's son, son, son It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no [Verse 2] Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves now And when the tax man comes to the door Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah [Chorus] It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, son, son It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no, no [Verse 3] Yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war And when you ask 'em how much should we give Ooh, they only answer more, more, more, more [Chorus] It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no military son, son, 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, one, one It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no fortunate son, son, son [Outro] I ain't no fortunate son I ain't no fortunate son, son It ain't me It ain't me It ain't me It ain't me