Fortunate Son - Donavon Frankenreiter

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'

They point the cannon right 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’m 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

The house look a 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’m no fortunate one

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes

Oh, they send you down to war

And when you ask them how much should we give

The only answer is 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