To Do What I Do - Creed Fisher

Up all night, cigarettes\nOne night stands and crazy fans\nA thousand miles on four bald tyres\nJust to name a few\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nAll my kids back at home\nWonder why Dad’s always gone\nMy ex-wife, well, she’s number two\nThat’s why I sing the blues\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nPlay the bars, livin' 90 proof\nI’ll grab your guitar, son, I got a job for you\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nThis honky tonk is like a jail\nMy way of life, it pays my bail\nThe town we’re in, me and the crew\nWell, I don’t have a clue\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nPlay the bars, livin' 90 proof\nI’ll grab your guitar, son, I got a job for you\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nPlay the bars, livin' 90 proof\nI’ll grab your guitar, son, I got a job for you\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do\nIf you think it’s easy to do what I do