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 am certain.

I've lived the life that's full,
 I 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 new,
 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 loosing,
 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 truely 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.