An d now the end is near,
and so I face the final curtain.
My friends all stated 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 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 all?
What have we got?
If not ourselves,
then we have naught
To say the things we truly feel
And not the words of one who feels
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 full,
I've traveled each and every by way
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way
Tell me what is a man,
and what has he got?
If not Hisself,
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 blood
And did it my way