Creedence Clearwater Revival-Fortunate Son Lyrics

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no Senator Sonsa. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no Washington Ron. Silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, y'all. But when the tax man comes to the door, Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire son, y'all. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, y'all. Star-spangled eyes sent you down to war, but forgive. Who's the only answer for me? It ain't me, I ain't no...