Bruce Springsteen - Fortunate Son lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Fortunate Son lyrics]
Ooh, 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 son
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord they don't help themselves
But when the taxman 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 son
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, 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
I ain't no military's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son
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