SAD SONG

Sing a sad songIn a lonely place

Try to put a word in for me

It's been so long Since I found this place

You better put in two or three

We as people, are just walking 'round

Our heads are firmly fixed in the ground

What we don't see

Well it can't be real

What we don't touch we cannot feel

Where we're living in this town

The sun is coming up and it's going down

But it's all just the same at the end of the day

And we cheat and we lie

Nobody says it's wrong

So we don't ask why

Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day

We're throwing it all away

We're throwing it all away at the end of the day

If you need it Something I can give

I know I'd help you if I can

If your honest and you say that you did

You know that I would give you my hand

Or a sad songIn a lonely place

I'll try to put a word in for you

Need a shoulder? well if that's the case

You know there's nothing I wouldn't do

Where we're living in this town

The sun is coming up and it's going down

But it's all just the same at the end of the day

When we cheat and we lie

Nobody says it's wrong

So we don't ask why

Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day

Don't throw it all away

Throwing it all away

You're throwing it all away at the end of the day

MY WAY

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.]
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.

Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times,
Im 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.

Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive 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,
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!!!