His old man was a rebel yellerbad boy to the bonehe say, can't trust a coloured feller'he'd judge em' by the tone of their skin
And he was raised to think like his dadtheir mind full of hate
On the road to no where fasttill the greats of god got in his wayand he saw the light and hit his kneesand cried and said a prayerhe rose up a brand new manleft the old one right there
Here's to the strong
Thanks to the bravedon't give up hope
Some people changeagainst all oddsagainst the gravelove finds a way
Some people change
She was born with her mothers
Guess you could say it's in her bloodshe hates that she's gotta have itshe fills a glass upshe'd love to kill that bottlebut all she can think about is a better lifea second chanceand everyone she's letting downshe throws that bottle down
Here's to the strong
Thanks to the bravedon't give up hope
Some people changeagainst all oddsagainst the greylove finds a way
Some people change
Thank god for those who make it
Love be the light(some people change)
Here's the the storng
Thanks to the bravedon't give up hopesome peopel changeagainst all oddsagainst the greylove finds awaysome people change(some people change)
Here's the the storng(Thanks to the brave)don't give up hopesome peopel changeagainst all oddsagainst the greylove finds awaysome people change