[Verse 1] He punched that clock at seven sharp For thirty years out at the yard Put food on the table, boots by the door Never asked this life for more No statues stand with his name carved in stone No history books call him their own But every night when his family prayed There was a reason for the life he made [Pre-Chorus] The world keeps countin' who's on top But there's a lot of heroes that it forgot [Chorus] They're the ones they never write about The ones who show up and don't walk out The ones who keep this whole world turnin' 'round Without a headline or a crowd They won't be remembered for fortune or fame But somebody's life is better because they came Yeah, they're the reason this old world's still standin' proud The ones they never write about [Verse 2] She spent her life behind the scenes Holdin' together hopes and dreams Bandagin' knees and dryin' tears Carryin' burdens through the years Nobody handed her a gold trophy case But you can still see her fingerprints On every good thing her children became [Pre-Chorus] The world loves stars that shine so bright But some of the best lights stay out of sight [Chorus] They're the ones they never write about The ones who show up and don't walk out The ones who keep this whole world turnin' 'round Without a headline or a crowd They won't be remembered for fortune or fame But somebody's life is better because they came Yeah, they're the reason this old world's still standin' proud The ones they never write about [Bridge] Maybe you won't change the whole world Maybe your name won't be known But if you change one life for the better You leave behind more than you know 'Cause legacies ain't built by applause They're built by love carried on [Final Chorus] They're the ones they never write about The ones who show up and don't walk out The ones who put their family first somehow When nobody else was around They won't be remembered for fortune or fame But generations bear the mark they made Yeah, they're the reason this old world's still standin' proud The fathers... The mothers... The teachers... The friends... The ones they never write about
