CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Fortunate Son (Live)

Some folks are born made to wave that flag
Ooh, that red, white and blue
And when they play "Hail to the Chief"
Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son
Oh, it ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves?
And when the taxman comes knocking on their door
Ooh, the house looks 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 son, no

Some folks are born, star spangled eyes
Oh, they send you off to war
And when you ask 'em "How much should we give?"
Oh, they only ask for more and more and more and more and