MY WAY
by Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final .
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full,
I've travelled each and every .
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
, I've had a few
But then again,
Too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without .
I planned each 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
More than I could .
But through it all,
When there was doubt,
I it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I tall,
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've and cried.
I've had my fill, my share of losing.
And now, as 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 feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.