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!