Eric Church - What i almost was

^GIt was my senior year ^CI just turned ei^Gghteen I was a friday n^Amight hero, with di^Dvision one dreams ^GI had an offer on^C the table ^GA four year ride 'Til that fourth^Am and two and twent^Dy four dive ^{G D}I left on a stretcher, wo^Cund up on a cr^Gutch ^DWalked on that next summer ^CWound up getti^Gng cut Fli^Ampped off that coach^D, left th^Cat school in the d^Gust ^AmFor letting my dreams go b^Cust But I thank God I ain't ^Dwhat I almost was

^GYea, I moved on back home ^CAnd came awful c^Glose to being s^Amome son-in-law to some C^DEO ^GCoulda been a corner office, country club, ^Csuit and t^Gie man Ans^Amwerin' to no one, but h^Der and him ^G I ^Dran out on his money, ^Cran out on her l^Gove At^D four in the morning I l^Coaded my ^Gtruck I l^Ameft my home t^Down in a big c^Cloud of d^Dust ^AmI just had to follow my g^Cut And I thank God I ain't ^D what I almost ^Amwas ^{C Am C D}

In ^Gguitar town I ^Cbought this old ^GEpiphone St^Garted stringin' ^Cchords and wo^Grds into songs I'v^Ge been putting in time on Si^Cxteenth Ave^Gnue P^Amouring out my heart for t^Dips on a s^Gtool ain't m^Daking a killing, but ^Cthen theres t^Ghose nights When the ^Dsong comes together and ^Chits them ^Gjust right Th^Ame crowds on their f^Deet cause they can't^C get enough ^G Of thi^Ams music I make and I l^Cove And I t^Chank God I ain't, yea^Am I thank God I ain't, Yea I t^Chank God I ain't, ^Dwhat I almost was