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And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My "family friend," I'll text it clear
I'll call some plays, of that I'm certain
I didn't know they'd throw to Cam
Our cornerback's not worth a damn
And more, much more than this
I lost it my way
Regrets, you've had a ton
We never were the number one
And as for you, please remember
Never saw Atlanta in December.
I planned each charted play
Each fourth and long along the way
And more, much more than this
we lost it my way
Yes there were times I'm sure you knew
When you bit off more than I'd chew
But through it all with constant doubt
Dawgs ate it up and spit Bear out
we faced it all, Snead dropped the ball
and lost it my way.
You've sobbed, you've wept and cried
You've had my fill, my fill of losing
And now as tears arrive
Dan's 2-9's not so amusing.
To think I lost all that
And may I say not in a smart way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I lost it my way
For what is a nutt what have you done
No chance to win, have egg bowl fun
To want the crown he will not feel
And not the words of we who kneel
The record shows you took the blows
And lost it my way
Yes it's the highway.
