Fortunate Son

Creedence Clearwater Revival

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Jockbaia

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INTRO SOL FA DO SOL / SOL FA DO SOL VERSE 1 G F Some folks are born made to wave the flag C7 G Ooh, they're red, white and blue G F And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" C7 G Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord CHORUS G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no senator's son, son G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no fortunate one, no VERSE 2 G F Some folks are born silver spoon in hand C7 G Lord, don't they help themselves, no G F But when the taxman come' to the door C7 G Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah CHORUS G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no millionaire's son, son G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no fortunate one, no G F C G / G F C G VERSE 3 G F Yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes C7 G Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord G F And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?" C7 G Ooh, they only answer, "More, more, more, more!" CHORUS G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no military son, son G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no fortunate one, no OUTRO G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no fortunate one, son G D It ain't me, it ain't me C G I ain't no fortunate son, no

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