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