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FORTUNATE SON - U2

FORTUNATE SON

 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...