Nobody's Nobody

Some wind up in the hall of fame Some go down in a blaze of glory Some people never ever make a name But change the game in someone's story I'm still tryna leave my mark With a simple song and an old guitar One thing I've learned out on the road is Nobody's nobody Sun goes up Sun goes down Takes all kinds of kinds To make this world go 'round Everybody's somebody, someone (somebody, someone) A sinner, saint, or son of a gun Nobody's nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody's nobody Someone's out fillin' their tank Keepin' the good years on the road But someone's fillin' up their drink Forgettin' someone they can't let go Some lovers leave their mark with a pocket knife and an oak tree heart However you come, however you go Nobody's nobody Sun goes up Sun goes down Takes all kinds of kinds To make this world go 'round Everybody's somebody, someone (somebody, someone) A sinner, saint, or son of a gun Nobody's nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody's nobody Sun goes up Sun goes down Takes all kinds of kinds To make this world go 'round Everybody's somebody, someone (somebody, someone) A sinner, saint, or son of a gun Nobody's nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody No, no, nobody's nobody No, no, nobody Nobody's nobody