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" 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 Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves? Yoh But when the tax man comes to the door Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yeah It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no 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?" 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 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

Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, the red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no senator's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, y'all But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah 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, yeah Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord But when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?" Ooh, they only answer "More, more, more!" It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military son, no 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 millionaire's one, no 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 military son, 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 senator's one, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son Yeah!

Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue y'all And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, yeah But when the taxman comes to the door The house looks like a rummage sale It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no senator's son, no, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war And 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 millionaire's son, no, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one

All of my dreams seem to fall by the side Like a discarded thought or the day's fading light But I know that if I could just see you tonight Forever At times we may fall, like we all tend to do But I'll reach out and find that I've run into you Your strength is the power that carried me through Forever Your kindness for weakness I never mistook I worried you often, yet you understood That life is so fleeting, these troubles won't last Forever You inspired me truly you did from the start To not be afraid and to follow my heart There's a piece of you with me they can't tear apart Forever At times we may fall, like we all tend to do but your strength is the power that carried me through Forever Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever Forever Forever Forever

When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun You can crush us You can bruise us You can even shoot us Oh, the guns of Brixton Shot down on the pavement Waiting in death row His game is called survivin' As in heaven as in hell You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton

May the road rise to meet you May the wind be at your back Yeah, that's what dear old dad would say Remember your old man When you've finally had your moment Should fame and fortune come your way I wouldn't trade your wisdom, dad I thank you for your time You said "Son, keep on working 'til the stars one day align" But maybe luck don't seem to shine On stubborn fools like me and you Make the most of what they give you To yourself you must be true To yourself you must be true And we'll live To fight another day If things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day That's what my old man would say May the spirits all be with you May the Devil turn his back When the day is at its darkest and anxiety attacks Call on me to see you through it Call on me to be your guide I'll be there, son, when you need me I'll be standing by your side I'll be standing by your side And we'll live To fight another day Things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day Yeah, that's what my old man would say My hero, my heart My hero, my heart My hero, my heart My hero, my heart To yourself you must be true To yourself you must be true And we'll live To fight another day If things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day That's what my old man would say My hero My hero