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Lyrics
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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 certain
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I‘ve lived a life that‘s full
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I traveled each and every highway
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And 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 to mention
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I did, what I had to do
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And saw it through without exemption
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I planned each charted course
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Each careful step along the byway
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And 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 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 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, not in a shy way
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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?
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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, it was my way
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