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+ (F4)- (F2)[Intro] G F C
G F C
G F
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
C G
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
F
And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief"
C G
Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no senator's son
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no fortunate one, no
F
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
C G
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh
F
But when the taxman come to the door
C G
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no senator's son
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no fortunate one, no
F
Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
C G
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
F
And when you ask them, how much should we give
C G
Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no senator's son
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no senator's son
D
It ain't me, it ain't me
C G
I ain't no fortunate one, no
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