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