Eric Church
What I Almost Was
Duration: 03:46
File type: mp3
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Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "Eric Church — What I Almost Was"
It was my senior year
I just turned eighteen
I was a Friday night hero, with Division 1 dreams
I had an offer on the table, a four year ride
'Til that fourth and two and twenty four dive I left on a stretcher, wound up on a crutch
Walked on that next summer, wound up gettin' cut
I flipped off that coach, left that school in the dust
For letting my dreams go bust
But I thank God I ain't what I almost was Yeah, I moved on back home
And came awful close to being some son-in-law to some CEO
Coulda been a corner office, country club, suit and tie man
Answerin' to no one, but her and him I ran out on his money, ran out on her love
At four in the morning I loaded my truck
I left my hometown in a big cloud of dust
I just had to follow my gut
And I thank God I ain't what I almost was In guitar town I bought this old Epiphone
Started stringin' chords and words into songs
I've been putting in time on Sixteenth Avenue
Pouring out my heart for tips on a stool I ain't making a killing, but then there's those nights
When the song comes together and hits 'em just right
The crowds on their feet 'cause they can't get enough
Of this music I make and I love
And I thank God I ain't
Yeah, I thank God I ain't
Man, I thank God I ain't what I almost was
