(Tim Johnson) [Live]      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!