I ain't no senator's son, son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
It ain't me, it ain't me
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes
I ain't no fortunate one, no
But when the tax man come to the door
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
They're red, white and blue
Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
It ain't me, it ain't me
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
Songwriter: John Fogerty
Lord, don't they help themselves
Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
They only answer, more, more, more, yo
And when you ask them, how much should we give
Publisher: JONDORA MUSIC, A DIV OF FANTASY INC
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
It ain't me, it ain't me
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son, son
I ain't no fortunate one, no, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
They send you down to war, Lord
I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me