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 [bad word] 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.