fortunate son with santana

Scott Stapp

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
oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no senator s son
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, oh
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes

It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no millionaire s son
It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no fortunate one, no

Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, how much should we give
oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh

It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no military son
It iain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no fortunate one

It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no fortunate one, no no no
It ain t me, it ain t me
I ain t no fortunate son, no no no