Union of Sound - Fortunate Son Songtexte

Songtexte Fortunate Son - Union of Sound




Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Oh they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
Oh they point the cannon 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 their hand
Lord, don't they help themselves
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, their 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
Oh they're sending out a war
And when you ask them how much trouble again
Oh they only answer more, more, more
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one



Autor(en): John Cameron Fogerty


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