Fortunate Son (The Weathermaker Vault Series) - Clutch

Some folks are born made to wave that flag Ooh that red, white 'n blue And when they play 'Hail to the Chief' Oh, they point the cannon at you, lord Ain't me, ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son Ain't me, ain't me I'm no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves? And when the tax man knocks on their door Oh, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah Ain't me, ain't me I ain't no CIA's son Ain't me, ain't me I'm no fortunate one, no Some folks are born star-spangled eyes Ooh, they send you out to war And when you ask them, 'How much should we give?' Ooh, they just ask for more and more and more and more and Ain't me, ain't me I'm no law man's son Ain't me, ain't me I'm no fortunate son, no no no Ain't me, ain't me I'm not giving up though, no no no Ain't me, ain't me I'm no fortunate son, no no

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

I went out drinking with the reaper And man did it get live You could count it by the liter It's kinda hard to quantify Come morning he was shakin' And he began to sob I said, "man, you got to keep it together Or you gonna be out a job" Oh pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be I got things to do Oh pale rider, the Mrs has it out for you And if she sees you here She gonna cut you through Three days later he came knockin' And I was so surprised He wasn't offerin' a coffin He was there to socialize I'm on a vision quest And everybody's invited Ain't life just the best? It's so damn exciting Oh pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be I got things to do Oh pale rider, the Mrs has it out for you And if she sees you here She gonna cut you through Man did it get live Man did it get live Man did it get, man did it get live Man did it get, man did it get live Oh pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be I got things to do Oh pale rider, the Mrs has it out for you And if she sees you here She gonna cut you through