Bruce Springsteen

Fortunate Son

Bruce Springsteen

Fortunate Son testo

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays &quotHail to the chief&quot
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 &quothow much should we give ?&quot
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

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