Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fortunate Son, artist - Creedence Clearwater Revival. Album song Creedence Clearwater Revival - Best Of, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Concord
Song language: English
Fortunate Son |
Some folks are born made to wave the flag |
Ooh, that 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, 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!" |
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, no |
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 |