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GSome folks are born mFade to wave the flag,
C7ooh, they're red, white and Gblue.
GAnd when the band plays "FHail to the chief"
C7they point the cannon right at Gyou.
GIt ain't me, D7it ain't me, C7I'm no senator's Gson.
GIt ain't me, D7it ain't me, C7I'm no fortunate Gone.
GSome folks are born siFlver spoon in hand,
C7Lord, don't they help themsGelves.
GBut when the tax man coFmes to the door:
C7"Lord, the house looks like a rummage Gsale."
GIt ain't me, iD7t ain't me, C7I'm no millionaire's Gson.
GIt ain't me, D7it ain't me, IC7'm no fortunate Gone.
GCG
GSome folks inherit sFtar spangled eyes,
C7ooh, they send you down to Gwar.
GAnd when you ask them: "HoFw much should we give?"
C7Oh, they only answer: "MoGre, more, more"
GIt ain't me, iD7t ain't me, IC7'm no military's Gson.
GIt ain't me, iD7t ain't me, IC7'm no fortunate oGne.
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