My Way (Charles Aznavour) 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. 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, oh no not me, I did it my way. For what is a man? What has he got? If not himself, then he has not. 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. Yes, it was my way. Copyright Charles Aznavour Note: See THEIRWAY JY
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