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This faded denim, worn at the knee
Passed from my father directly to me
He said it held dirt
from the family land
And thirty long years of work with his hand
It's more than a stitch,
more than a thread
It's every true word that he ever said (yeah)
It's a hand me down,
built to last
A little bit of future,
a whole lot of past Standing tall,
holding our ground
We wear it with pride,
this hand me down!
Now I've got a boy,
he's growing up fast
Looking for pieces of history past
I'll hand him the stories,
the sweat, and the stone
To make sure he never is walking alone
It's a hand me down,
built to last
A little bit of future,
a whole lot of past Standing tall,
holding our ground
We wear it with pride,
this hand me down!
(this hand me down)
Yeah, we wear it with pride
Hand me down...