Fortunate Son

Ev'ryone, lately's, been stepping on my words
And not one's being heard

I know that they, they all, they all mean so well
Sometime's it's hard to tell

I know that times are tough, but could you help this man
Be his helping hand

Ooo, ooo now, it's gettin' too hot
Maybe it's time to stop

This world is pretty weird
I'm tired of livin' in fear
I'm not the only one
Who's loved and lost and won
But I'm out here on my own
To change the life that we've grown
I was taught to question it all
In the hopes that it won't fall
And I'm not the only one
Who's loved and lost and won
And I am a fortunate son
I am a fortunate son
I am a fortunate son

Ooo, Ooo
Ahh, Ahh

Ev'ryone, lately's, been steppin' on my words
Not one's being heard

I know that time's are tough, but could you help this man
Be his helping hand



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Sylvester
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