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And now the end is near And so I face my final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain |
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I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each and ev'ry highway But more, much more than I did it my way |
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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 |
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried I've had my fill; my share of losing And now as tears subside, I find it all so amusing....to think I did all that....and did it My Way |
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For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught To say the things he truly feels; And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows- And did it My Way
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