MY WAY (p. anka, j. revaux, g. thibault, c. frankois)	
	
	
             
and now, the e

        	
nd is near; 	
          
and so i face 

          
the final curt

   
ain.	
            
my friend, ill

          
 say it clear,

 	
 	
              
ill state my c

      /  
ase, of which 

       
im certain.	
         
ive lived     

             
 a life thats 

   	
full.	
             
ive traveled e

         
ach   and evry

   
 highway;	
        
and more,     

              
much more than

  
 this, 	
           
i did it my wa

	
y.	
	
             
regrets, ive h

       	
ad a few; 	
           
but then again

/           
,  too few to 

     
mention.	
            
i did what i h

       	
ad to do 	
              
and saw it thr

    /    
ough without e

    
xemption.	
        
i planned     

              
each charted c

     	
ourse; 	
              
each careful s

        
tep     along 

      	
the byway,	
        
but more,    m

              
uch more than 

   	
this, 	
           
i did it my wa

	
y.	
	
              
yes, there wer

        
e times,    i'

             
m sure you kne

 
w 	
           
when i bit off

           
     more than

         
 i could chew.

 
	
              
but through it

         
 all,   when t

           
here was doubt

 	
, 	
          
i ate it up   

             
  and spit it 

  
out.	
            
i faced it all

              
  and i stood 

  	
tall; 	
            
and did it my 


way.	
	
             
ive loved, ive

              
 laughed and c

  	
ried 	
           
ive had my fil

/           
l; my share of

      
 losing.	
            
and now, as te

          	
ars subside, 	
          
i find it all 

 /     
  so amusing.	
        
to think    i 

           
did all that; 

 	
	
           
and may i say 

           
    not in a s

  	
hy way,	
        
oh no,     oh 

         	
no not me, 	
           
i did it my wa

	
y.	
	
              
for what is a 

        
man,    what h

         	
as he got? 	
          
if not himself

            
,   then he ha

   
s naught.	
             
to say the thi

          
ngs   he truly

     	
 feels; 	
             
and not the wo

          
rds   of one w

      
ho kneels.	
            
the record sho

              
ws i took the 

  
blows 	
            
and did it my 

 
way!	
	
	
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