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Some folks are born made to wave the flag Yeah, the red, white, and blue When the band plays `Hail To The Chief` Yeah, they`ll point the cannon at you
It ain`t me, it ain`t me I`m no millionaire`s son It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Well, they help themselves, yeah When the taxman comes to the door House looks a 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 one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Yeah, when they send you down to war Well, when you ask them how much you should give Yeah, it`s always more, more, more
It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no senator`s son It ain`t me, it ain`t me I`m no fortunate one
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 son Take it away...
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