Friday, November 16, 2012

we did it our way.

yes, there were times, i'm sure you knew 
when i bit off more than i could chew 
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 
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 may i say, not in a shy way, 
"oh, no, oh, no, not me, i did it my way" 
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! 
yes, it was my way.

--frank sinatra

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