And now, the end is near; And so you face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. You've lived a life of emptying bins. You've traveled each and ev'ry highway; But more, much more than this, You did it your way. Regrets, You've had a few; But then again, too many to mention. You did what you had to do And saw it through without exemption. You planned each charted course; Each careful step down the premiership, But more, much more than this, You did it your way. Yes, there were many times, I'm sure you knew When you bit off more than you could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, You ate it up and shat it out. You faced it all and looked small; And did it your way. You've loved, You've laughed and cried. You've had your fill; your share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so so amusing. To think you did all that; And may I say - not in a shy way, "No, oh no not you, You did it your 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 you took the blows - And did it your way! Ipswich Town RIP 2002
