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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"


Writer(s): Revaux/Francois/Anka