Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief"
Ooh, 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 one, noSome folks are born, silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves? Yoh
But when the tax man comes to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yeahIt 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 one, noYeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer, "More, more, more" yohIt 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, no, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no