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Fortunate Son
Lyrics 
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"
They point the cannon right at you
full lyrics... 
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"
They point the cannon right at you
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
extensive vamping
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
a dynamic female vocalist
solo strings

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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