U2 - Fortunate Son lyrics

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    "Fortunate Son"
    Some folks are born made to wave the flag 
    Yeah, the red, white, and blue 
    When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief' 
    Yeah, they'll point the cannon at you 
    
    It ain't me, it ain't me 
    I'm no millionaire's son 
    It ain't me, it ain't me 
    I ain't no fortunate one 
    
    Some folks are born silver spoon in hand 
    Well, they help themselves, yeah 
    When the taxman comes to the door 
    House looks 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 ain't no fortunate one, no 
    
    Some folks inherit star spangled eyes 
    Yeah, when they send you down to war 
    Well, when you ask them how much you should give 
    Yeah, it's always more, more, more 
    
    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 
    
    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 
    Take it away...

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