Rock Lyrics: Creedence Clearwater Revival: Willy and the Poor Boys lyrics

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, 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

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