Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate son ------------------------------------------ Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, theyīre red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord It ainīt me, it ainīt me, I ainīt no senatorīs son, son It ainīt me, it ainīt me; I ainīt no fortunate one, no Yeah! Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, donīt they help themselves, oh But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes It ainīt me, it ainīt me, I ainīt no millionaireīs son, no It ainīt me, it ainīt me; I ainīt no fortunate one, no 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! yoh It ainīt me, it ainīt me, I ainīt no military son, son It ainīt me, it ainīt me; I ainīt no fortunate one, one It ainīt me, it ainīt me, I ainīt no fortunate one, no no no It ainīt me, it ainīt me, I ainīt no fortunate son, no no no