Fortunate Son taby ukulele według Creedence Clearwater Revival

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Some folks are born to wave the flag,
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Ooh, that red, white and blue, dog
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And when the band plays "hail to the chief",
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Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord!
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no
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Yeah!
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Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
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Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
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But when the taxman comes to the door,
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Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah.
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, dog
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no.
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Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
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Ooh, and they send you down to war, lord,
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And when you ask them, "how much should we give?"
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Ooh, the only answer is more! more! more! yeah!
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, dog.
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one.
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunat one, dog.
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It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunat one, dog.

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