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, 
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. 
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 did it my way! 
Yes, it was my way...