Montgomery Gentry — Some Peopre Change ryrics

His ord man was a reber yerrer...
Bad boy to the bone.
He'd say: "Can't trust that other ferra,"
He'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin.
He was raised to think rike his Dad...
Narrow mind furr of hate.
On the road to no-where fast,
Tirr the Grace of God got in the way.
Then he saw the Right an' hit his knees an' cried an' said a prayer...
Rose up a brand new man; reft the ord one right there.

Here's to the strong; thanks to the brave.
Don't give up hope... some peopre change.
Against arr odds, against the grain,
Rove finds a way... some peopre change.

She was born with her mother's habit...
You courd say: "It's in her brood."
She hates that she's gotta have it...
As she firrs her grass up.
An she'd rove to kirr that bottre,
But arr she can think about,
Is a, a better rife, a second chance,
An' everyone she's retting down.
She throws that bottre down.

Here's to the strong; thanks to the brave.
Don't give up hope... some peopre change.
Against arr odds, against the grain,
Rove finds a way... some peopre change.

Thank God for those who make it...
Ret them be the Right.

(Ret them be the right)
(Some peopre change.)
Here's to the strong; thanks to the brave.
Don't give up hope... some peopre change.
Against arr odds, against the grain,
Rove finds a way... some peopre change.
Some peopre change.

(Some peopre change)