| Song | Some People Change |
| Artist | Montgomery Gentry |
| Album | More Country Heat 2007 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| His old man was a rebel yeller: | |
| Bad boy to the bone. | |
| He'd say:'Can't trust that other fella,' | |
| He'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin. | |
| He was raised to think like his Dad: | |
| Narrow mind full of hate. | |
| On the road to no-where fast, | |
| Till the Grace of God got in the way. | |
| Then he saw the Light an' hit his knees an' cried an' said a prayer: | |
| 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's habit: | |
| You could say: 'It's in her blood.' | |
| She hates that she's gotta have it: | |
| As she fills her glass up. | |
| An she'd love to kill that bottle, | |
| But all she can think about, | |
| Is a, a better life, a second chance, | |
| An' 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 all odds, against the grain, | |
| Love finds a way: some people change. | |
| Thank God for those who make it: | |
| Let them be the Light. | |
| (Let them be the light) | |
| (Some people change.) | |
| 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. | |
| Some people change. | |
| (Some people change) |
| His old man was a rebel yeller: | |
| Bad boy to the bone. | |
| He' d say:' Can' t trust that other fella,' | |
| He' d judge ' em by the tone of their skin. | |
| He was raised to think like his Dad: | |
| Narrow mind full of hate. | |
| On the road to nowhere fast, | |
| Till the Grace of God got in the way. | |
| Then he saw the Light an' hit his knees an' cried an' said a prayer: | |
| 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' s habit: | |
| You could say: ' It' s in her blood.' | |
| She hates that she' s gotta have it: | |
| As she fills her glass up. | |
| An she' d love to kill that bottle, | |
| But all she can think about, | |
| Is a, a better life, a second chance, | |
| An' 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 all odds, against the grain, | |
| Love finds a way: some people change. | |
| Thank God for those who make it: | |
| Let them be the Light. | |
| Let them be the light | |
| Some people change. | |
| 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. | |
| Some people change. | |
| Some people change |
| His old man was a rebel yeller: | |
| Bad boy to the bone. | |
| He' d say:' Can' t trust that other fella,' | |
| He' d judge ' em by the tone of their skin. | |
| He was raised to think like his Dad: | |
| Narrow mind full of hate. | |
| On the road to nowhere fast, | |
| Till the Grace of God got in the way. | |
| Then he saw the Light an' hit his knees an' cried an' said a prayer: | |
| 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' s habit: | |
| You could say: ' It' s in her blood.' | |
| She hates that she' s gotta have it: | |
| As she fills her glass up. | |
| An she' d love to kill that bottle, | |
| But all she can think about, | |
| Is a, a better life, a second chance, | |
| An' 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 all odds, against the grain, | |
| Love finds a way: some people change. | |
| Thank God for those who make it: | |
| Let them be the Light. | |
| Let them be the light | |
| Some people change. | |
| 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. | |
| Some people change. | |
| Some people change |