Fortunate Son (Live from Radio City) - John Fogerty

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 right at you

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 hand

Lord don't they help themselves?

But when the tax man comes to the door

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale

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

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes

They send you down to war

And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"

They only answer, "More, more, more"

It ain't me, it ain't me

Ain't no military son

It ain't me, it ain't me

Ain't no fortunate one

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

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

I ain't no fortunate

I ain't no fortunate

I ain't no fortunate

I ain't no fortunate son