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 lived a life that s full, I've traveled each and every 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, 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. Set8