Tuesday, January 12, 2010


And now, the end is here
And so I face the final
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
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
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
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

Yes, it was MY WAY...

The lyrics of "My Way"
tell the story of a man
who is nearing death. As
he reflects on his life, he
has few regrets for how
he lived it, saying that,
as he reviews the
challenges he ’s faced, he
is comfortable with and
takes responsibility for
how he dealt with all the
ups and downs of his life
while maintaining a
respectable degree of

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