And now, the end is near,

 And so I face the final curtain.

 My friends, 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 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 losing.

 But 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, I did it my way! 

 ah!

 I did it my way!

 

 Yes, it was my way.