My Way

    

    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've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
    But 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 through without exemption.
    I planned each charted course;
    Each careful step along the byway,
    But 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 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,
    "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;
    And not the words of one who kneels.
    The record shows I took the blows -
    And did it my way!

 

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