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've traveled 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 And 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 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. Yes, it was my Way.