02/14/2009 05:12 am ET | Updated May 25, 2011

My Way By George H.W. Bush

And now the end is near
Like that man said about the curtain
I stand alone up here
There's just one thing of which I'm certain

I never gave it all I had
Instead I gave just what I felt like
On any day in every way
And that was my way

Regrets, I've had just two
Two's the most I can remember
What were those two? Don't have a clue
I'm at a loss, there's nothing coming

I'd say one, it had something
To do with wait, no wait, where were we?
But those two, back to those two
I did them my way

Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I was asked, "What should we do?"
And I drunk-dialed, I made the call
I phoned it in, I dropped the ball
And through it all
I stood tall
And did it my way

I speechified, I let it slide
I was mis-underestimated
And now as tears subside
I've left the country decimated
To think, I did all that
In just eight, just eight short years
To over-achieve so perversely
That was my way

For what is a man, what has he got?
You know I think of that a lot
I have a ranch, a house in Maine.
My health is pretty good for my age

The record shows I took the blows
And took the blow, the blow and blows
I took them both, both in the nose
And did it my way

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