Doin' This

Someone asked me once in an interview "What was growing up like, where'd you go to school? And what would you do if you weren't doin' this?" I'd be drivin' my first car, an old worn-out Dodge Tryin' to make rent with a dead end job, just makin' due With tips in a jar, my guitar and an old barstool I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand Cup of brown liquor, couple buddies in a band Singin' them same damn songs like I am now I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage Bright lights like lightning runnin' through my veins At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some no-name town I'd still be doin' this if I wasn't doin' this I'd still be the same guy they knew back in the day Who was burnin' CDs just to give away Payin' his dues if I wasn't doin' this Five deep in a van, head full of steam Hot on the heels of my neon dreams maybe comin' true Livin' this life just like I was born to do I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand Cup of brown liquor, couple buddies in a band Singin' them same damn songs like I am now I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage Bright lights like lightning runnin' through my veins At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some no-name town I'd still be doin' this if I wasn't doin' this It ain't about the fame It ain't about the fortune It ain't about the name It ain't about the glory I guess I'm sayin' it's always been about Having a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand Cup of brown liquor, couple buddies in a band Singin' them same damn songs like I am now I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage Bright lights like lightning runnin' through my veins At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some no-name town I'd still be doin' this if I wasn't doin' this Someone asked me once in an interview "What was growing up like, where'd you go to school? And what would you do if you weren't doin' this" --- Doin' This - Luke Combs