Dropkick Murphys - Fortunate Son (CCR Cover) Lyrics
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they re red white and blue,
But when the band plays hail to the chief,
They point the cannon at you, lord.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO SENATOR S SON,
Son.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO FORTUNATE ONE,
No.
Some folks are inherit a silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don t they help themselves,
But when the taxman comes back in the door,
The house looks like a rummage sale, no.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO MILLIONAIRE S SON,
Son.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO FORTUNATE ONE,
No.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war,
But when you ask them,
How much should we give?
They only answer more, more, more!
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO MILTARY S SON,
Son.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO FORTUNATE ONE,
Look out!
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO MILTARY S SON,
Son.
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 ONE.
IT AIN T ME, IT AIN T ME,
I AIN T NO FORTUNATE SON!