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