I´ve been a waiter, a roofer, a clerk
I´ve shoveled manure till my pride hurt.
When you´re starting out, it´s all part of the work
To do what I do.

I´ve been evicted for not making rent
Made my Daddy wonder where my good sense went.
For the price of a dream, my years have been spent
To do what I do.

So I stand here tonight with this six string guitar
To be something I´ve always been in my heart.
Just for the chance to play you my song
The thrill when I hear you singing along.
It´s been worth everything I´ve been through
To do what I do.

I´ve played for empty tables and chairs
The drunks that don´t listen, the crowds that dont care.
Been told countless times Boy you ain´t goin´ nowhere

To do what I do.

So I hope the critics and skeptics alike
All bought a ticket to this show tonight.
And they´ll see firsthand that I have survived
And what doesn´t kill you makes you more alive.
And I´m one of the fortunate few
To do what I do.

There´s so much joy this music can bring
So I count my blessings when I step up to sing.
Cause they´re so many people who would give anything
To do what I do.

And I Thank You......
I can do what I do!