Artist: Eric Church Album: Sinners Like Me (2006) Title: What I Almost Was
Lyrics What I Almost WasIt was my senior year, I just turned eighteen. I was a friday night hero, With division one 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 getting cut. 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.
Yea, 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 home town 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 theres those nights, When the song comes together and hits them 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, yea I thank God I ain't, Yea I thank God I ain't, what I almost was |