| 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
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| certain.
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| I’ve lived a life that’s full.
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| I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
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| But 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
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| to mention.
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| I did what I had to do
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| And saw it through without
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| exemption.
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| I planned each charted course;
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| Each careful step along
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| 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
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| doubt,
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| I ate it up and spit it out.
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| I faced it all and I stood tall;
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| 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
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| 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 —
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| 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 a man, what has he got?
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| If not himself, then he has naught.
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| To say the things he truly feels;
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| And not the words of one who kneels.
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| The record shows
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| I took the blows —
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| And did it my way!
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| Yes did it my way! |