My Way

Herman Brood

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 loved a life that's full 
I traveled each and every highway 
And more, much more than that, 
I did it my way... 

Regrets, I 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 highway 
And more, much more than that, 
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... 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 naught. 
To say the words he truly feels 
and not the words of one who kneels, 
The record shows I took the blows 
and did it my way... 

Oh, no, oh, no, not me, 
I did it my way...