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What I Almost Was (Acoustic / Live At Amalie Arena, Tampa, FL / May 4, 2017) - Eric Church
Written by：Eric Church/Michael P. Heeney/Casey Beathard
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 getting 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

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

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 yea I thank God I ain't

Yea I thank God I ain't what I almost was