Luyện nghe bài hát What I Almost Was

It was my senior
I turned eighteen
I was a friday night hero, division one dreams
I had an on the table
A year ride
'Til that and two and twenty four dive
I on a stretcher, wound up on a crutch
on that next summer
Wound up cut
Flipped off that coach, left that in the dust
For letting my dreams go
But I thank God I ain't I almost was

Yea, I moved on back
And came awful close to being some son-in-law to CEO
Coulda been a office, country club, suit and tie man
to no one, but her and him
I ran out on his money, ran out on her
At four in the morning I loaded my
I my home town in a big cloud of dust
I just had to my gut
And I thank God I ain't what I was

In town I bought this old Epiphone
stringin' chords and words into songs
I've been putting in time on Avenue
Pouring out my heart for tips on a
I ain't a killing, but then theres those nights
When the song comes together and hits them just
The crowds on their feet cause they can't get
Of music I make and I love
And I God I ain't, yea I thank God I ain't,
Yea I thank God I ain't, I almost was