GSome folks are born to Fwave the flag,
COoh, that red, white and Gblue, dog
GAnd when the band plays "Fhail to the chief",
COoh, they point the cannon at Gyou, lord!
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no senator's Gson, son.
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no fortunate Gone, no
GYeah!
GSome folks are born Fsilver spoon in hand,
CLord, don't they help Gthemselves, oh.
GBut when the taxman Fcomes to the door,
CLord, the house lookin' like a rummage Gsale, yeah.
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no millionaire's Gson, dog
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no fortunate Gone, no.
GSome folks inherit Fstar spangled eyes,
COoh, and they send you down to Gwar, lord,
GAnd when you ask them, F"how much should we give?"
COoh, the only answer is Gmore! Gmore! Gmore! Gyeah!
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no military Gson, dog.
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no fortunate Gone, one.
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no fortunat Gone, dog.
GIt ain't me, Dit ain't me, CI ain't no fortunat Gone, dog.
(solo and fade)
End