My Way

MY WAY

by: FRANK SINATRA

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 Im certain.

I've lived a life thats full ..

I've traveled 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,

But 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.

Ive 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;

"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!