My Way

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friends, I’ll state it clear
This is my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But 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
And just to think I did all that
And may I add — not in a shy way
Oh no, no no, not me
I did it my way
For what are we are, what have we got
If not oureselves, then we have naught
To say the things we truly feel
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and I’ve cried
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Tell me what is a man and 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