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!