And now, the end is near and so I’ve got to face
The final curtain
Friends I’ll say clear and 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
Yeah, 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’ve planned each charted course
Each careful footstep along the byway
Yeah, and more, much more than this
I did my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off much more than i could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it all and spat it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've laughed and cried, 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 sly way
Oh, no no no, no not me
I did it my way
What is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has not
To say the things He truly feels
Not words of one who kneels
And that shows I took the blows
And did it my way
My Way was written by Paul Anka & Claude François & Jacques Revaux.
My Way was produced by Harold Wheeler & Nat Shapiro.