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 ain't no fortunate son Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord they don't help themselves But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house looks 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 son Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war And when you ask them "how much should we give ?" They only answer more! more! more! It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military's son 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 fortunate one, no no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son
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