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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`,
Ooh, 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,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don`t they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
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,
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 ain`t me, it ain`t me, I ain`t no military son, son.
It ain`t me, it ain`t me; I ain`t no fortunate one, one.