Some folks are born
Made to wave the flag
Ooh that red, white `n blue
And when the band plays
`Hail to the Chief`
Ooh they point the cannon at you,
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate one,
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?
And when the taxman
Knocks on their door
Ooh the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah
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 millonaire`s son,
Some folks inherit
Starspangled eyes
Ooh they send you off to war,
And when Australia asks how much do we give?
Ooh they ask for `More and more and more and more and more`...
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no millionaires son, no
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate one, one, one
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no CIA son, no
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate son, son, son
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