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

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 filling their tank

Keepin' the Goodyears on the road

While someone's fillin' up their drink

Forgettin' someone they can't let go

Some lovers leave their mark with a

Pocket knife and a 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

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

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