FORTUNATE SON
Creedence Clearwater Revival
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[G] Some folks are born, [F] made to wave the flag.
[C] Oh, that red white and [G] blue.
[G] And when the band plays [F] "Hail to the Chief".
[C] Oh, they point the cannon at [G] you.
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no senator's [G] son, no.
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no fortunate [G] son, no.
[G] Some folks are born, [F] silver spoon in hand,
[C] Lord, don't they help them-[G]-selves.
[G] But when the tax man [F] comes to the door,
[C] Lord, the house looks like a rummage [G] sale.
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no millionaire's [G] son, no.
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no fortunate [G] son, no.
[G] Some folks inherit [F] star spangled eyes,
[C] Oh they'll send ya down to [G] war.
[G] But when you ask 'em [F] how much should we give,
[C] They'll only answer, [G] more, more, more.
[G] It ain't me, [D] It ain't me.
[C] I ain't no military [G] son, no!
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no fortunate [G] one, no.
[G] It ain't me, [D] it ain't me.
[C] I ain't no fortunate [G] son, no.
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