This one is probably very familiar to anyone over the age of 40. You might not know the background. It was written by John Fogerty of Creedence Clearwater Revival in 1969, during the Vietnam war.
It talks about those who are all gung ho for war and wave their red, white and blue and say we should give the government what it asks of, yet they aren’t following through on their own. Fogerty says he wrote it after he was drafted. He saw that everyone was being drafted and wasn’t able to fight it, even if they didn’t support the war . Yet, there were those moneyed people that were able to get out of the draft because their money spoke for them (or their daddy’s money).
Fortunate Son
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
But it ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son, son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born with silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves? Oh
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house look like a rummage sale, yes
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire’s son, no, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no
Yeah, yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, how much should we give
Ooh, they only answer, more, more, more, yo
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no military son, son, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no, no, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate son, son
It ain’t me
Wasted Days And Wasted Nights 