Eric Church - What I Almost Was lyrics

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

Yeah, I moved on back home
And came awful close to being some
Son-in law to some CEO
Could a been a corner office, country club
Suit and tie man
Answering' 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 there's those nights
When the song comes together and
Hit's '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