[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
             
And now, the e

      
nd is near,
            
And so I face,

           
 the final cur

tain.
            
My   friend, I

        
'll say it cle

ar,
              
I'll state my 

            
case, of which

     
 I'm certain.


[Verse 2] 
             
I've lived, a 

            
life that's fu

ll,
              
I've traveled 

             
each, and ever

  
y highway.
             
And more, much

           
 more than thi

s,
           
I did it my wa

y.


[Verse 3]
             
Regrets, I've 

      
had a few,
            
But then again

             
, too few to m


ention.
            
I did, what I 

   
had to do,
            
And saw it thr

              
ough, without 

  
exemption.


[Verse 4]
             
I planned, eac

              
h chartered co


urse,
             
Each careful s

              
tep, along the

 
 byway.
             
And more, much

           
 more than thi

s,
             
I did it   my 


way.


[Verse 5]
              
Yes, there wer

             
e times, I'm s

         
ure you knew,
       
When I bit off

, more than I 

could chew.
              
But through it

            
 all, when the

       
re was doubt,
           
I ate it up, a

           
nd spit it out

.
            
I faced it all

              
, and I stood 


tall,
             
And did it my 


way.


[Verse 6]
             
I've loved, I'

              
ve laughed and

 
 cried,
            
I've had my fi

              
ll, my share o

  
f    losing.
            
And now, as te

  
ars subside,
            
I find it all 

    
so amusing.


[Verse 7]
             
To think, I di

      
d all that,
             
And may I say,

          
 not in a shy 

way.
             
Oh, no, oh, no

 
 not me,
           
I did it my wa

y.


[Verse 8]
              
For what is a 

             
man? What has 

    
he got?
          
If not himself

, then he has 

naught.
            
To say the thi

              
ngs, he truly 


feels,
           
And not the wo

              
rds, of one wh

   
o kneels.
            
The record sho

              
ws, I took the

 
 blows,
         
And did it my 


way.


[Instrumental]
        
    

[Outro]
             
 Yes it was my

 
 way