| Bobby played his guitar on the harder side of town
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| Where it’s hard for a poor boy to find the money
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| He had dedication, he had the heart and soul
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| Somehow knew he was born to play
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| People said «Get a real job, support your family
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| 'Cause there’s no future on the road your takin'»
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| He never said a word, the dreamer just kept on
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| Late at night you could hear him say, he said
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| I’m gonna be somebody
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| One of these days I’m gonna break these chains
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| I’m gonna be somebody someday
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| You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will
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| The road was a struggle, took him ten years to the top
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| And now he’s number one on the stage and the radio
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| Still he can’t believe how people come from miles around
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| When it seems like only yesterday when he would say
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| I’m gonna be somebody
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| One of these days I’m gonna break these chains
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| I’m gonna be somebody someday
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| You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Bobby played his hometown, one full moon August night
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| When he heard a voice in the front row singin'
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| It was a sandy-haired rebel boy with the same ol' hungry eyes
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| He looked up at Bobby and said (Mmm)
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| I’m gonna be somebody
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| One of these days I’m gonna break these chains
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| And I’m gonna be somebody someday
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| You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will
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| You know I will, yeah, yeah
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| I’m gonna be somebody
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| One of these days I’m gonna break these chains
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| And I’m gonna be somebody someday
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| You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will, oh yeah
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| You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will |