Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Yeah, the red, white, and blue
When the band plays ´Hail To The Chief´
Yeah, they´ll point the cannon at you

It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I´m no millionaire´s son
It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I ain´t no fortunate one

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, they help themselves, yeah
When the taxman comes to the door
House looks a 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 one, no

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Yeah, when they send you down to war
Well, when you ask them how much you should give
Yeah, it´s always more, more, more

It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I ain´t no senator´s son
It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I´m no fortunate one

It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I ain´t no military son
It ain´t me, it ain´t me
I ain´t no fortunate son
Take it away...