My Way (OCHHH Betty Ford Rehab Hash 30 – 2016)
(Sung to the tune “My Way” by Frank Sinatra)
And now On In is near And so we face the final curtain. My friends lets drink a beer Or perhaps a case of which I’m not certain. We've hashed Palm Springs its true. We’ve had rehab at the old Rodeway And more, much more than this. We did it our way. Bad lays we've had a few. But then again too few to mention. We drank when they gave us brew And saw it through without exemption. We planned and charted trail. And marked each check below the Tramway. And more much more than this We layed it our way. Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew When Wesley cooked up meals we couldn't chew. But through it all when there was doubt. We ate it up and spit it out. And did it our way. We loved, We’ve laughed and cried. We had our swill our share of boozing. And now as skits subside We find it all so amusing. To think we did all that And may we say not in a shy way. Oh no Oh no not Orange County We did it our way. For what is hashin' what has it got If not the passion then it has naught. To lay the trails it truly feels. We're not the type of hash that kneels. The record shows we took the blows. And did it our way. Yes it was our way. # # #
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