creedence clearwater revival - fortunate son (slowed + reverb)

creedence clearwater revival - fortunate son (slowed + reverb) Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, that red, white, and blue And when the band plays Hail to the Chief Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord 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 silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, no But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah 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 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!" It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military son, son, Lord It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, one 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, no no no I do not own the rights to the image or music. All rights belong to their respectful owners; this video is not intended to violate any Condition of Use. Fair use is permitted by copyright statutes.