Fortunate Son

Duration

4:42

Genres

Other

Lyrics

I ain't no fortunate son/I ain't supporting it, none/I'll fight anybody hand to hand but now a days everybody gotta resort to guns/getting weak/if they get beat/can't take it like a man/instead they take a stand/with a pistol in hand/one eye closed/shooting to kill, either that or call the po po's/even if they're the ones that started it/talked big shit as if a part of him/was harder then/a spartan/but ended up wearing a cardigan/looking foolish if you ask me/the past be/similar to the present, people asking where my loyalty lies/look in my eyes as I tell you the truth, life is the only prize! (Chorus) Some folks are born, made to wave the flag, oh that red, white, & blue/and when the band played hail to the chief, oh they point the canon at you/it ain't me/it ain't me/I ain't no senators son, no/it ain't me, it ain't me/I ain't no fortunate son, no! I ain't no millionaires son/never been a privileged one/never had anything handed to me, always had to bust my ass no time for fun/the times begun/for changing that though/drove the back roads/for too long/hitting the bong/trying to get in the right mind set to rip this song/gotta come correct/cause I respect/these artists so much I'm willing to stick out my neck/to bring the back/even though they never really went anywhere, the fact/is that real music will live on/forever & ever, yes your wrong/if you think the 60's & the 70's didn't produce tunes oh so heavenly! (Chorus) Some folks are born, made to wave the flag, oh that red, white, & blue/and when the band played hail to the chief, oh they point the canon at you/it ain't me/it ain't me/I ain't no senators son, no/it ain't me, it ain't me/I ain't no fortunate son, no!