Текст песни Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Whoo, the red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
Oh, 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 furtunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh?
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, no no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no furtunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Whoo, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them "How much should we give?"
Whoo, they only answer "More, more, more", no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military's son, son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no furtunate one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no furtunate one, no no no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no furtunate son, son, no