My Way Songtext
von Nana Mouskouri
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 tha's full
I′ve 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 exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit it off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and threw 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 subsides
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, no, no not me
I did it my way
For what is a woman, what has she got?
If not herself, then she has naught
To say the things she truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
The record shows I took the blows
And did it 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 tha's full
I′ve 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 exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit it off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and threw 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 subsides
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, no, no not me
I did it my way
For what is a woman, what has she got?
If not herself, then she has naught
To say the things she truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Writer(s): Gilles Thibaut, Claude Francois, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com