Paul Anka Follow

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 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
Did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

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