My Way Songtext
von Mark Tremonti
My Way Songtext
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 travelled 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 chartered course
Each careful step along the by way
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times
That 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 have loved, I've laughed, and cried
I have had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think that 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
Yes, it was my way
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 travelled 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 chartered course
Each careful step along the by way
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times
That 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 have loved, I've laughed, and cried
I have had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think that 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
Yes, it was my way
Writer(s): Gilles Thibaut, Claude Francois, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com