This is a song recorded by A young man called Frank Sinatra Which he made quite a name for himself And now the end is here And so I face that final curtain My friends I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I am 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 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 I spat it out I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way I've lived, I've laughed, I've 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 that he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows And I did it my way