People

Bright lights, big city On the street below, there's a blue Mercedes Follow that car as it drives on out To a picket fence lot on the edge of town County line, there's a man on a tractor Raising up corn and a family after The sun goes down, it's supper and grace It's a big old world, at the end of the day We're all just people Working hard, putting food on the table Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful Long as we're able We're all just human, making mistakes And love is what we do, man Just doing the very best we can 'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels We're all just people No matter where your sun rises It's gonna rain, it's gonna shine We're gonna live, we're gonna die And we all just wanna leave something behind Heart to have, a hand to hold A safe place we can go To plant a seed and watch it grow There's a thousand names for what we call home We're all just people Working hard, putting food on the table Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful Long as we're able We're all just human, making mistakes And love is what we do, man Just doing the very best we can 'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels We're all just people From a million miles away (miles away) Oh, we all just look the same We're all just people Working hard, putting food on the table Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful Long as we're able We're all just human, making mistakes And love is what we do, man Just doing the very best we can 'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels We're all just people Yeah, yeah We're all just people