And now, the end is here． 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 ev'ry 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 through without exemption． I planned each charted 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 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, "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 truly feels and not the words of one who Kneels． The record shows I took the blows and did it my way! [instrumental] Yes, it was my way．