"What I Almost Was" lyrics - ERIC CHURCH

"What I Almost Was"
(Casey Beathard / Eric Church)

It 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 gettin' cut
I flipped off that coach, left that school in the dust
For lettin' my dreams go bust
But I thank God I ain't what I almost was

Yea, I moved on back home, an' came awful close
To bein' some son-in-law to some CEO
Coulda been a corner office, country club, suit and tie man
Answerin' to no one but 'er and him
I ran out on his money, ran out on her love
At four in the mornin', 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 puttin' in time on Sixteenth Avenue
Pourin' out my heart for tips on a stool
I ain't makin' 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