Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son

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