Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
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Ohh, they're red white and blue
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And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
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Ooh, they point the cannon at you
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no senator's son, no
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no fortunate one, no
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Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand
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Lord, don't they help themselves
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But when the tax man come to the door
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Lord, the house looks like a rumage sale
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no millionaire's son, no
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no fortunate one, no
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Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
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Ohh they'll send ya down to war
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But when you ask 'em how much should we give
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The only answer's, more, more, more
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It ain't me, It ain't me
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I ain't no military son, no
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no fortunate one, no
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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I ain't no fortunate son, no
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It ain't me, it ain't me
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Fortunate Son
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| Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band |
