[Intro] G F CG F CG F Some folks are born made to wave the flagC G Ooh, they're red, white and blueF And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief"C G Oh, they point the cannon at you, LordD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no senator's sonD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no fortunate one, noF Some folks are born silver spoon in handC G Lord, don't they help themselves, ohF But when the taxman come to the doorC G Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yesD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no senator's sonD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no fortunate one, noF Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyesC G Ooh, they send you down to war, LordF And when you ask them, how much should we giveC G Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yohD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no senator's sonD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no fortunate one, no It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no senator's sonD It ain't me, it ain't meC G I ain't no fortunate one, no
Fortunate Sun
Donavon Frankenreiter
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