| And now the end is near,
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And so I face the 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 travelled each and every highway. |
And more, much more than this, |
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. |
I did what I had to do,
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And saw it through without exemption. |
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I planned each chartered course, |
Each careful step along the by way. |
And more, much more than this, |
I did it my way. |
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Yes, |
There were times, |
I'm sure you knew, |
When I bit off more than I could chew. |
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But through it all, when there was doubt, |
I ate it up, and spit it out. |
I faced it all, and I stood tall, |
And did it my way. |
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I've loved, I've laughed, and cried, |
I've had my fail, my share of losing. |
And now, as tears subside, td>
| 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. |
Oh 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, |
If not himself, then he has not |
To say the things he truly feels, |
And not the words of one who kneels. |
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The record shows, |
I took the blows |
And did it my way. |
Yes, it was my way. |
[Voltar]
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