Fortunate Son Lyrics
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Lyrics
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
They're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
They point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, yeah
But when the taxman comes to the door
The house look a like a rummage sale
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
They send you down to war
And when you ask 'em: "How much should we give?"
They only answer: "More, more, more"
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 one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Song & Lyrics Facts
Creedence Clearwater Revival's Fortunate Son was released in 1969 on their album Willy and the Poor Boys. It was written by John Fogerty and featured the original band lineup of John Fogerty, Tom Fogerty, Doug Clifford, and Stu Cook.
The song is an anti-war protest song that speaks to the unfairness of having to fight a war for those who do not have to go themselves due to their privilege or class. The lyrics are about how some people are born into wealth and power and never have to risk their lives for their country because they are "fortunate sons".