[Dejajeva]

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 ev'ry highway;
But 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,But more, much more than this,I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knewWhen 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,"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!