To Do What I Do

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!