Fortunate Son — Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band

Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ohh, they're red white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no senator's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves But when the tax man come to the door Lord, the house looks like a rumage sale

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ohh they'll send ya down to war But when you ask 'em how much should we give The only answer's, more, more, more

It ain't me, It ain't me I ain't no military son, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son, no It ain't me, it ain't me