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 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 chartered course,

Each careful step along the by way.

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.

Yes, it was my way :-) :-) :-)