My way

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'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full,
I traveled each and ev'ry 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.
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 not.
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!