My Way
Frank Sinatra
And now, the end is near,
And so I
face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case
of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full
I've 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 knew,
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 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
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 truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record
shows I took the blows
And did it my way.
Yes, it was my
way.