Lyrics
Verse 1
I wore a groove in these old brown bootsFrom a county line to a courthouse doorEvery mile had a hard goodbyeEvery goodbye left me wanting moreHe took the truck and the golden ringShe took the dog and the Sunday couchI took two steps past the hurtAnd kept on walking myself back out
Pre‑Chorus
The leather's thin where the laces crossThe heels lean left from the weight I've lostBut when the dust settles under my feetThere's one thing these old soles still know
Chorus
They’re worn down, weathered, scarred and stainedBeen through heartbreak, fire and pouring rainI’ve walked through hell on a gravel roadCarried every little piece of a heavy loadThe tread ain't pretty, but it won't let goStill got a little more ground to roamI may be beat up, but I ain't done yetThese boots are holding together just fineAnd so am I, honey, so am I
Verse 2
I crossed his porch in a borrowed dressWith a suitcase full of almost-rightLeft a note by the coffee tinSaid, “Don't call me when you miss me tonight”The next one swore he was built to stayThen vanished like a check in the mailI learned a heart can bend real farWithout ever learning how to fail
Pre‑Chorus
The soles are smooth at the toe and heelBut they still bite when I need them toA little duct tape, a little gritAnd a road that knows what I can do
Chorus
They’re worn down, weathered, scarred and stainedBeen through heartbreak, fire and pouring rainI’ve walked through hell on a gravel roadCarried every little piece of a heavy loadThe tread ain't pretty, but it won't let goStill got a little more ground to roamI may be beat up, but I ain't done yetThese boots are holding together just fineAnd so am I, honey, so am I
Bridge
Let the leather crack, let the old seams showAin't a mark on me I don't already knowIf tomorrow brings another hard goodbyeI'll lace 'em up and leave it in the dust behindinstrumental
Final Chorus
They’re worn down, weathered, scarred and stainedBeen through heartbreak, fire and pouring rainI’ve walked through hell and I’m walking outWith a little more faith and a whole lot less doubtThe tread ain't pretty, but it won't let goStill got a little more ground to roamI may be beat up, but I ain't done yetThese boots are holding together just fineAnd so am I, honey, so am IYeah, these boots are holding together just fineAnd so am I, honey, so am I
Outro
Still got miles on the old county lineStill got dust on the heel of mineWorn down, baby, but I’m doing fine