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 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 thru 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 thru 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 m y 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,

"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!