My way.
My way -Frank Sinatra-
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 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 thru without exemption
I planned each chartered course, each careful step along the by way
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 thru 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"
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 not to say the things he truly feel
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