He Wont Change
Same wind blowing stronger
Weather vane spins tight
Something breaks but it won’t break off
Slaps on the roof all night
Her old man told him
White and black
“Change direction, she’s not for you
You’re on the wrong track.”

He won’t change, he won’t change
No way, that boy, no way, he won’t change

Old man told her, “I don’t like him seeing you
I know his family, it goes way back
This is nothing new
He won’t change, the boy won’t change
That boy, no way, no way, he won’t change."

She said, “You don’t know what you’re talking about
The past is over, it’s all in your head
You can write us off or help us climb out
Cause that boy loves me and like you said:
He won’t change, the boy won’t change
That boy, no way, no way, he won’t change."

Pulled off the Menchaca Highway
Drove up Townsley Hill
Headlights flashed on the tree trunks
The night seemed to have its own will
Under the starlight
They talked about her dad:
“I know your old man hates me
Thinks I’m nothing, nothing but bad
I don’t know why his generation
Has to mess with our conversation
I can’t change their point of view
But what’s the difference –
I’m in love with you

I won’t change, I won’t change
No way, this boy, no way, I won’t change
I won’t change.”