| In my fashion I have been a good man
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| I have loved and I have lost
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| Ever after I will be remembered
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| In my fashion, in my way
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| There have been times, I have seen the reaper
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| In the bad times, and in the good
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| I have bent down, I have touched the ground
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| Saying prayers and touching wood
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| In my fashion, I have been a father
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| I have loved and been loved in return
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| From the ashes, I have kept the homefires
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| Burning after all was said and done
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| Now take a look at me
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| Do I look like the kind of guy
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| The kinda fool who went to school
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| And had to stand on a stool
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| Because he couldn’t come t' terms with a slide rule
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| Take a look around again
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| Is it any different now than it was then
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| In my fashion I have been a good man
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| I have loved and I have lost
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| And ever after I will be remembered
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| In my fashion, in my way |