Productor: Sonny Burke , Traducción Al Inglés: Paul Anka, Compositor: Jacques Abel Jules Revaud , Cantante: Carlos Ezequiel Romero Jiménez
A, B, Bm, C, D, Db, Dbm, Em, G, Gb, Gbm, Gm
And now the end is near, and so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I live a life that's full of trouble each and every highway.
And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Regrets, I had a few, But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do, And so withdrew, without exemption.
I planned each harder 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 let it out, I spit it out,
I faced it all, and I stood tall. I did it my way.
I laughed, I laughed and cried. I 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
Another word of one who needs
The record shows I took the blows
And I did it my way
Yes, it was my way.