If Iâd been any other place
On any other day
If it had been another time
Or any other way
If Iâd been someone elseâs kid
I might not âa done the things I did.
I might not âa sang the songs Iâve sung
Thought the thoughts Iâve thought
Hung with whom Iâve hung
Fought the ones I fought
Read the books I read
Wrote the things Iâve wrote
Said the things Iâve said
That got your precious goat
I might not a burned the wax Iâve burned
Done some things I shouldnât
Learned what I have learned
Promised things I couldnât
Slept the days Iâve slept
Woke the nights Iâve woke
Kept the words Iâve kept
Broke the ones Iâve broke
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil Iâve turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields Iâve burned
Made the mess Iâve made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times Iâve hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt
Might not a fished the holes Iâve fished
Dropped the balls Iâve dropped
Closed my eyes and wished
Then caught the ones Iâve caught
Drank the things I drank
Smoked the things I smoked
Sunk the boats Iâve sank
Choked the times Iâve choked
I might not a talked to my old man
And a few old men of others
Verified their plans
By talkinâ to our mothers
Dodged my share of lead
Seen the strain of dyinâ
Bled the way I bled
Felt the hope of tryinâ
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil Iâve turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields Iâve burned
Made the mess Iâve made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times Iâve hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt