Nobody’s Song

Lyrics

My uncle with a drifter's heart What he might lack in riches he made up in charm Had an old guitar he would play With a voice so fair, sing your worries away A penny in a wishing well Striking luck in the form of a real Southern belle He died in the spring of '09 Left a broken belle and troubles behind Now he's gone Nothing but memories To keep me company And this song Telling the stories about a nobody That's somebody to me I still recall my grandpa John Old as bones, dry as sand and hard as a stone Walked off in a winter storm With a jar of white lightning to keep himself warm And now he's gone Nothing but memories To keep me company And this song Telling the stories 'bout a few nobodies That's somebody to me I think about my sister dear Full of life, full of love, full of self-hate and fear Made it to the age of nineteen I fell apart a the words here lies Francine And now she's gone Nothing but memories To keep me company And this song Telling the stories, 'bout a few nobodies That's somebody to me That's somebody to me That's somebody to me