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FORTUNATE SON |
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Writer: J.C. Fogerty
Published: Jondora Music, BMI
From: Fortunate Son (7", US)
Source: Transcribed by Pop-Catastrophe.co.uk
nb. This song was covered by Cat Power
on the
Jukebox album (VIEW
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Some folks are born made to wave the
flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band played hail to the chief
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord
It aint me,
It aint me
I aint no senators son, son
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, yo
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no millionaires son, no, no
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Yeah
Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yo
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no military son, son
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no fortunate one, one
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no no no
It aint me
It aint me
I aint no fortunate son, no no no |
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