I’m a third wheel to this pair
Without it my legs are bare
Black or blue, old or new
What would I be without you?
Fell in love when I fell down
The icy winter mud was the darkest brown
Ran home thinking no church for me today
Could a towel wipe the dirt and the pain away?
To my surprise it did
Had only two pants but that fact you hid
Smelled and saw change when dad dyed blue black
Did he know when he first bought me jeans that they’d always have my back?
Can’t remember the last time I washed these
Four years ago they weren’t torn on the knees
A clean white t-shirt, sneakers and this old fabric
I’m going places and don’t I look fantastic?