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"

They point the cannon right at you



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 son



Some folks are born silver spoon in hand

Lord they don't help themselves

But when the taxman comes to the door

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale



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 son



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 military's son

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 fortunate one, no no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate son