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;
But 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.
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,
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 I did it,
"My Way"
(Nov.2002)
Writer(s): Revaux/Francois/Anka