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've traveled each and every highway
Oh, 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
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 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 The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way