| A couple hundred thousand miles |
| This truck’s burned through a bunch of tires |
| A little wear and a little tear and |
| It ain’t broken |
| This old guitar’s got a lotta dings |
| But with a brand new set of strings |
| One note and you’ll know that |
| It ain’t broken |
| Like holey knees in Levi’s |
| Or my favorite pair of boots |
| Grandaddy’s rusty 12 gauge |
| I still love the way it shoots |
| Like a muscadine bottle of wine |
| This heart of mine gets better with time don’t it |
| It ain’t broken, it’s just broke in |
| Kinda like that Haggard record |
| It just keeps getting better |
| Couple pops from couple scratches |
| But it ain’t broken |
| And every crease and worn out page |
| From momma’s old King James |
| All the letters, little weathered |
| But it ain’t broken |
| Like holey knees in Levi’s |
| Or my favorite pair of boots |
| Grandaddy’s rusty 12 gauge |
| I still love the way it shoots |
| Like a muscadine bottle of wine |
| This heart of mine gets better with time don’t it |
| It ain’t broken, it’s just broke in |
| Cause when it lasts it don’t come easy |
| And when it’s easy it don’t last |
| Baby look around me |
| I don’t give up on things that fast |
| No |
| Like holey knees in Levi’s |
| Or my favorite pair of boots |
| Grandaddy’s rusty 12 gauge |
| I still love the way it shoots |
| Like a muscadine bottle of wine |
| This heart of mine gets better with time don’t it |
| It ain’t broken, it’s just broke in |
| It ain’t broken, it’s just broke in |
| No it ain’t broken, it’s just broke in |