Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1]
             
Some folks are

      
 born made wav

e the flag,
             
Ooh, that red,

           
 white and blu

e, dog
             
And when the b

          
and plays hail

 to the chief,
             
Ooh, they poin

              
t the cannon a

  
t you, lord

[Chorus]
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no senat

     
or's son, son
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no fortu

     
nate one, no

[Verse 2]
             
Some folks are

      
 born silver s

poon in hand,
             
Lord, don't th

        
ey help themse

lves, oh
             
But when the t

      
axman comes to

 the door,
             
Lord, the hous

              
e lookin' like

           
 a rummage sal

e, yeah.

[Chorus]
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no milli

         
onaire's son, 

dog
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no fortu

     
nate one, no.

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[Verse 3]
             
Some folks inh

    
erit star span

gled eyes,
             
Ooh, and they 

              
send you down 

   
to war, lord,
             
And when you a

        
sk them, how m

uch should we 

give?
             
Ooh, the only 

          
answer is more

! more! more! 

yeah!

[Chorus]
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no milit

    
ary son, dog
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no fortu

     
nate one, one
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no fortu

     
nate one, dog
            
It ain't me, i

             
t ain't me, I 

              
ain't no fortu

     
nate one, dog