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