And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain You cunt, I'm not a queer I'll state my case of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full And each and every highway And yet, 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've planned each charted course Each careful step along the highway And more, much more than this I did it my way
There were times, I'm sure you knew When there was fuck, fuck Fuck all else to do But through it all, When there was doubt I shot it up or kicked it out I faced 'em all and the world And did it my way
I've loved and been a snide I've had my fill, my share of losing And now the tears subside I find it all so amusing To think, I killed a cat And might I say not in the gay way Oh no, oh no, not me I did it my way
For what is a Brit, What has he got When he wears hats and he cannot Say the things he truly feels But only the words Of one who kneels The record shows, I've shot a bloke And did it my way