I Ain’t No Fortunate One! Thursdays Music on a Friday!

«I ain’t no senator’s son. It ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate one…»

We are all ordinary people, living in an ordinary world (so said Duran Duran and I agree) but some are fortunate ones, born with a silver spoon in their little greedy mouths, born from the senators who become little tyrants and dictators as they never want to give up their seat of power, born from those who believe the military and military power is the only way to solve conflicts and create peace…

But it ain’t me.

The United States is a working class country created from immigrants from many places and it is time that the «powers that be» as well as a lot of other folk (who really have no power at all) remember that. Let us stop worshipping the rich and famous, the millionaires and the celebs that flaunt their wealth and their immorality in everyone’s face and let’s get back to life with real people who aren’t the «fortunate» ones.

I believe this song brings all that to light and this is why «Fortunate Son» is one of my favourite songs of all time. John Fogerty has really reached in and looked hard at his society, back in 1969 (released on the Willy and the Poor Boys album), and saw the destruction in Vietnam, the poverty in the streets of their cities and the unrest and anger in people, and wrote this anthem to real people.

Here is what John Fogerty had to say on the Voice reference «Fortunate Son»:

The thoughts behind this song – it was a lot of anger. So it was the Vietnam War going on… Now I was drafted and they’re making me fight, and no one has actually defined why. So this was all boiling inside of me and I sat down on the edge of my bed and out came «It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no senator’s son!» You know, it took about 20 minutes to write the song.

Brilliant!

Here are the words complete:

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 fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves, Lord?
But when the taxman come 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
Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask ‘em, «How much should we give?»
Hoo, they only answer, «More, 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
It ain’t me, it ain’t me…
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: John Cameron Fogerty
Fortunate Son lyrics © Jondora Music

And here is the official video:

Cheers…