| Some folks are born made to wave the flag
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| Yeah, the red, white, and blue
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| When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief'
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| Yeah, they’ll point the cannon at you
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I’m no millionaire’s son
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no fortunate one
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| Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
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| Well, they help themselves, yeah
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| When the taxman comes to the door
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| House looks a like a rummage sale
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no millionaire’s son
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no fortunate one, no
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| Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
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| Yeah, when they send you down to war
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| Well, when you ask them how much you should give
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| Yeah, it’s always more, more, more
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no senator’s son
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I’m no fortunate one
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no military son
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| It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me
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| I ain’t no fortunate son
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| Take it away |