"Used To Wish I Was" lyrics
"Used To Wish I Was"
When I was fifteen I had running back dreams, but never did run too far
Thought I was gonna be #3 one day, till I wrecked my old man's car
I almost finished college, but I ain't cut from that cloth
Used to wish I was, but I'm glad I'm not
I'm just an old Carolina good ole boy
Boys, I ain't got no choice
I pick a little guitar in the evening
Wear Mossy Oak out of deer season
I couldn't be anybody but me even if I tried
I used to wish I was, but I'm glad I'm not
Used to have a Tennessee Bill Dancehat, but barely ever got 'em in the boat
I used to want to hit 'em like Chipper did, but I swung it just a little too slow
Yeah, these days I don't wanna be anybody but me
I used to wish I was, but I'm glad I'm not
I'm just an old Carolina good ole boy
Boys, I ain't got no choice
I pick a little guitar in the evening
Wear Mossy Oak out of deer season
I couldn't be anybody but me even if I tried
I used to wish I was, but I'm glad I'm not
I'm just an old Carolina good ole boy
Boys, I ain't got no choice
I pick a little guitar in the evening
Wear Mossy Oak out of deer season
I couldn't be anybody but me even if I tried
I used to wish I was, but I'm glad I'm not
Yeah, I'm glad I'm not
Writer(s): Jonathan David Singleton, Deric Ruttan, Luke Albert Combs
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- Luke Combs Lyrics
album:
"Growin' Up" (2022)
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