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 by way,

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.

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.