Nhạc sĩ: John Fogerty
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
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, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no Senator Sons, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no Washington Bronco Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, y'all But when the tax man comes through the door Lord, the house look like a rummage sale, yeah It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire son, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, y'all Yeah, now Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war, y'all So when you ask them, how much should we give Who's the only answer? One, one, one, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military son, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son, y'all It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no...