On My Way Out

On my way out, when it's my time to go

I hope the road to get there goes by my old fishing hole

I hope the one that broke my line is still swimming around

'Cause I'd like to try him one more time

And on my way out, I hope it's no time soon

But when it comes, I pray it comes on a Friday afternoon

Yeah, I hope coach whoever lets me line up behind the line

And take a snap, step back, throw a slant pass one more time

And I hope the road to heaven is backed up to my hometown

And I get to hug the ones I love on my last lap around

I wanna redo all the regrets and relive all the times

I took for granted in this good Lord-handed life of mine

Yeah, only God knows when

Yeah, but there ain't no doubt

That's how I wanna make my way in

On my way out, I'd drive back down her street

Just to see if never leaving town's one promise she could keep

I'd knock on that door a better man than the stupid boy that left

Let her see that I'm so sorry that I never said

I hope the road to heaven is backed up to my hometown

And I get to hug the ones I love on my last lap around

I wanna redo all the regrets and relive all the times

I took for granted in this good Lord-handed life of mine

Yeah, only God knows when

Yeah, but there ain't no doubt

That's how I wanna make my way in

On my way out

Oh

And on my way out

Of this comeback town

And I'm going up

Like I ain't coming down

So on my way out, I'll stop by that old church

Let some old last-row sinner know that praying really works

Yeah, I'd love going knowing

One more lost soul was found

And I'd help them find their way in

On my way out

On my way out

Oh, oh

Yeah

On my way out, oh-oh

On my way out, oh-oh