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 bi-way.
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 spat 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.
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 truly feels,
And not the words of one who kneels,
The record shows I took the blows,
And did it my way.
