Frank Sinatra - My Way
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 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.
But 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.
Yes, it was my way.
