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Letra de Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag They're red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" They point the cannon at you, LordIt ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no senator's son, son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate oneSome folks are born, silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, yeah But when the taxman comes to the door The house look a like a rummage saleIt ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate oneYeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes They send you down to war And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?" They only answer, "More, more, more"It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military son, son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, oneIt 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 one