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And now the end is near |
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And so I face the final curtain |
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My friend I'll say it clear |
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I'll state my case of which I'm certain |
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I've lived a life that's full |
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I traveled each and every highway |
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And more, much more than this |
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I did it my way |
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Regrets I've had a few |
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But then again too few to mention |
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I did what I had to do |
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And saw it through without exemption |
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I planned each charted course |
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Each careful step along the byway |
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But more, much more than this |
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I did it my way |
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Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew |
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When I bit off more than I could chew |
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But through it all when there was doubt |
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I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all |
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And I stood tall and did it my way |
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried |
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I've had my fill, my share of losing |
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And now as tears subside |
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I find it all so amusing |
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To think I did all that |
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And may I say not in a shy way |
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No, oh no, not me |
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I did it my way |
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For what is the plan, what have I got? |
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If not myself then I have not |
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To say the things you truly feels |
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And not the words of one who kneels |
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The record shows I took the blows |
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And did it my way, my way |
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I did it my way, my way |
