My Way - Frank Sinatra

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.