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Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays â€~Hail To The Chief'
They point the cannon right at you
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I'm no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
The house look a like a rummage sale
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I'm no fortunate one
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Oh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them how much should we give
The only answer is more, more, more
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays â€~Hail To The Chief'
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