And now, the end is near, And so I face the final curtain. My friends, I'll make it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full - A travelled each and every highway, And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Regrets? I've had a few, But then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do, I saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course, Each careful step along the byway, And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I guess you knew, When I bit off more than I could chew. And with it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out. I grew tall through it all And did it my way.
I've loved, laughed and cried, I've had my fill, my share of losing. But 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, 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.