Capo 3
Intro
G C G D (2x)
G C G
It was my senior year, I just turned 18
Em D G
I was a Friday night hero, with Division 1 dreams
G C G
I had an offer on the table, a four-year ride
Em D G
'Til that fourth-and-two and 24 dive
D C G
I left on a stretcher, wound up on a crutch
D C G
Walked on that next summer wound up gettin' cut
Em D C G
I flipped off that coach, left that school in the dust
Am G/B C
For making my dreams go a bust
C D
And I thank God I ain't
(NC)
What I almost was
INTRO
G C G
Well I moved on back home, came awful close
Em D G
To being some son-in-law, to some CEO
G C G
Coulda been a corner office, country club, suit-and-tie man
Em D G
Answering to no one, but her and him
D C G
I ran out on his money, ran out on her love
D C G
At four in the morning I loaded my truck
Em D C G
I left my hometown in a big cloud of dust
Am G/B C
I just had to follow my gut
C D
And I thank god I ain't
Am
What I almost was
Am G/B C
Am G/B C D
G
Guitar town I bought this old Epiphone
G
Started stringin' chords and words into songs
G
Been puttin' in time on 16th Avenue
Em D G
Pourin' out my heart, for tips on a stool
D C G
I ain't making a killin' but then there's those nights
D C G
When the song comes together and hits home just right
Em D C G
The crowd's on their feet, cuz they can't get enough
Am G/B C
Of this music I make and I love
C
And I thank God I ain't
Em
I thank God I ain't
C
Yeah I thank God I ain't
D
What I almost was
