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 traveled each and ev’ry highway,
And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Regrets, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few too mention,
I did what I had to do, and saw it thru without exemption,
I planned each chartered 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 thru 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, than he has not
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.
1967 – English version of Comme d’habitude composed by Jacques Revaux, Gilles Thibaut and Claude François – English lyrics – Paul Anka – Performed by Frank Sinatra – Album: My Way