My Way
And now the end is near
And So i face the final curtain
My friend
I'll say it clear
I'll stat my case
Of which i'm certain
I've lived
A life that's full
I've travelled Each
and every hight way
And more
Much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets
I've had a few
But then again
To few to mention
I did
What i had to do
And saw it throught
Without exemption
I planned
Eash charted caurse
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 of
More than i could chew
And throught it all
When there was doubt
I ait it up
And spit it out
I face it all
And stood tall
And did it my way
I 've loved
I've laughed and cried
I've hade 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 him self
Then he has naught
To say the things
He truly feels
And not the words
Of one who kneels
The record show
I took the blows
And did it my... way
Yes it was my...
Way...
End
And So i face the final curtain
My friend
I'll say it clear
I'll stat my case
Of which i'm certain
I've lived
A life that's full
I've travelled Each
and every hight way
And more
Much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets
I've had a few
But then again
To few to mention
I did
What i had to do
And saw it throught
Without exemption
I planned
Eash charted caurse
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 of
More than i could chew
And throught it all
When there was doubt
I ait it up
And spit it out
I face it all
And stood tall
And did it my way
I 've loved
I've laughed and cried
I've hade 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 him self
Then he has naught
To say the things
He truly feels
And not the words
Of one who kneels
The record show
I took the blows
And did it my... way
Yes it was my...
Way...
End
Credits
Writer(s): Gilles Thibaut, Claude Francois, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka
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