My Way

And now the end is coming near
I'm about to reach the final curtain
All of my friends, let me make it real clear
I'm staking my claim of which
I'm trying to be certain

I've lived, I've loved and lost
And I've traveled, the Lord only
Knows how many, many, many, many highways
More, so much more than this i did it my way

Regrets, regrets, I've had a few
But about regrets, I just won't mention
I did exactly what I thought I should do
Stood right there and saw
It through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, so much more than this
I did it my way

What is a man? What has he got?
If not himself then he has not
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels, oh oh
Let the record show
Let it show you took some blows
And did it your way

Ah, tell me, what is a man? Oh, hear me now
What has he got?
If he don't have himself, then let
Me leave you with it, he has not
Anytime he cannot say the things
That he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
Let the record show
Let it show you took some blows
And did it your way, oh yeah