CREEDENCE CLEARWATER REVIVAL
Fortunate Son

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1) Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
2) no. Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, y'all?
3) Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Oh, they send you down to war, y'all.

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1) And when the band plays "Hail to the chief" They point the cannon right at you, Lord.
2) But when the tax man comes to the door: Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yeah now
3) And when you ask 'em: "How much should we give?" Ooh, they only answer: "More, more, more", y'all

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1) But 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.
2) Well, it ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no no It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one., boy.
3) It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, boy. It ain't me, it ain't me, Iain't no fortunate one.

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