Song | My Way |
Artist | Matt Monro |
Album | Men in Jazz |
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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'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 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 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! | |
I did it my way. |
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' 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 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 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! | |
I did it my way. |
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' 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 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 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! | |
I did it my way. |