Lyrics to "Fortunate Son" by Creedence

This means as much today as it did back in 1969.
Protest Songs: "Fortunate Son
Creedence Clearwater Revival (1969)
Album: Willy & The Poor Boys
Although they hailed from the San Francisco area, they rarely succumbed to the psychedelic indulgences of the era. John Fogerty was very good at voicing the concerns of the working class in songs like 'Fortunate Son,' which is an anti-government, anti-rich and anti-war song all rolled into one.

Lyrics:
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays 'Hail To The Chief'
Ooh, they point the cannon at you,
Lord It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's 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, oh
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes
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
Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them, how much should we give
Ooh, they only answer, more, more, more, yeah
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
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 son"