John Fogerty - Fortunate Son текст песни

Текст песни Fortunate Son - John Fogerty



Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
Ooh, that red, white and blue
But when the band plays, ′Hail to the Chief'
Ooh, 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 hand
Lord, don't they help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house look 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
Yeah, some folks inherit Star Spangled eyes
Ooh, they'll send you down to war
But when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, 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
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
I ain't no fortunate
I ain′t no fortunate
I ain't no fortunate son
Thank you!



Авторы: John C. Fogerty


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