And now, the end is near, And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case of which I am certain.
I've lived the life that's full, I 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 And 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'm sure you new, When I bit off more than I could chew, But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all and I stood tall, And did it my way.
I,ve loved, I,ve laughed and cried, I,ve had my fill, my share of loosing, And 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 .. Oh, no. Oh 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 truely feels, And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows And did it my way.