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

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