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That little league glove,

It fit a little snug, it wouldn't even close

But coach said

That's how they make 'em son 'cause soon enough

It'll take the shape of your hand

Yeah, you fight that thing when it don't wanna bend

Then you break it in

That just strung Gibson, sittin' in the window

Laid away every paycheck 'til it had enough to get it home

Played it all night long, every song I wish I wrote

You think it sounds as good as it ever could right then

Then you break it in

Like these dusty boots,

You walk me through the work that got me here

And these sturdy jeans with Skoal can rings are worn out

All these years

When the shine wears off and you lose that gloss

There's so much more underneath it all

You think that good is as it can get

Then you break it in

That pickup truck that my dad picked up had a clutch

Man it took me all summer

Just to learn how to get the hang

But she loved that thing on all those old back roads

You think good is in ol' manhood and ol' gravel dance

Then you break it in

Like these dusty boots,

That walk me through the work that got me here

And these sturdy jeans with Skoal can rings are worn out

All these years

When the shine wears off and you lose that gloss

There's so much more underneath it all

You think that good is good as it can get

Then you break it in

But trust me Dad, when first love ends

Life goes on and the world still spins

You find out your heart is stronger when

You break it in

Like these dusty boots,

That walk me through the work that got me here

And these faded jeans with Skoal can rings are worn out

All these years

But as shine wears off and you lose that gloss

There's so much more underneath it all

You think that good is good as it can get

Yeah, you think that good is good as it can get

Then you break it in

Yeah, you break it in