Secondhand Swagger

A purple jacket, missing cuff The shop said somebody gave it up I tried it on above my jeans And saw a person I could be The tailor took the shoulders in I learned to wear my wider grin Secondhand swagger, first-time shine Somebody's yesterday fits me fine Walk that hem across the floor I don't need a penny more I wore it to my first big pitch One loose button, one last stitch My voice began a little thin I let it shake and started in Secondhand swagger, first-time shine Somebody's yesterday fits me fine Walk that hem across the floor I don't need a penny more They liked the work, they said my name The jacket didn't win the day But when I faced that wall of eyes It helped me stand at my own size Secondhand swagger, first-time shine Somebody's yesterday fits me fine Walk that hem across the floor I don't need a penny more I sewed that button good and tight And took my oldest friends out that night