santana
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 Oh, they point the cannon right at you.  It ain't me It ain't me It ain't no senator's son. It ain't me It ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son.  Some folks are born Silver spoon in hand Lord Don't they help themselves. But when the tax man Comes to the door Lord The house looks like a rummage sale, yeah  I ain't no son of a, son of a,  Military man I ain't no fortunate's,  And I ain't no military's, And I ain't no millionare's, Oh yeah yeah yeah  Some folks in her it Star spangled eyes Ooh They send you down to war. And when you ask them How much should you give? They only answer more, more, more  It ain't me It ain't me I ain't no fortunate son. 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 son.