Some wind up in the hall of fame

Some go down in a blaze of glory

Some people never ever make a nameBut 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

While 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