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 wich I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full,
I traveled each and ev’ry 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 then without exemption.
I planned each chartered course,
Each careful step along the byway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, 
I’m shure 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 face it all,
and Y stoodtall
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 it all that, 
and may I say “ Not in a skyway”.
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 world
of one who kneels
The record shows
Y took the blows,
and did it my way.