Поницид - Fortunate Son (Creedence Clearwater Revival Cover) | Текст песни

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Some folks are born made to wave the flag
That red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
They point the cannon 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 one

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
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 one

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 son
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 one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no