My Way - Frank Sinatra

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 am 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 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 loosing,

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 truely 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.