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His Old man was a rebel yeller Bad boy to the bone He'd say “You can't trust a colored feller” He'd judge them by the tone of their skin Now he was raised to think like his Dad Narrow minded, full of hate On the road to nowhere fast Till the grace of God got in his way But he saw the light and hit his knees and cried and said a prayer He rose up a brand new man, left the old one right there Here's to the strong Thanks to the brave Don't give up hope Some People Change Against all odds Against the grain Love finds a way Some People Change She was born with her Mother habit Guess you can say it's in her blood She hates that she's got a habit She's fills her glass up She'd love to kill that bottle But all she can think about is a better life, a second chance And everyone she's letting down She throws that bottle down Here's to the strong Thanks to the brave Don't give up hope, Some People Change Against the odds Against the grain Love finds a way Some People Change Thank god for those who make it Let ‘em be the light Here's to the strong Thanks to the brave Don't give up hope, Some People Change Against the odds Against the grain Love finds a way Some People Change |