And now, the end is near

And so I face the final curtain, ha ha ha

You cunt, I'm not a queer

I'll state my case, of which I'm certain



I've lived a life that's fool

And each and every highway

And yet, much more than this

I did it my way



Regrets, I've had a few

But then again, too few to mention

But dig, what I have to do

I'll see it through with no devotion



Of that, take care and just

Be careful thought along the highway

And more, much more than this

I did it my way



There were times, I'm sure you knew

When there was nothing fucking else to do



But through it all, when there was doubt

I shot it up, or kicked it out

I fought the war, and the world

And did it my way



I've knocked out in bed last night

I've had my fill, my share of looting

And now, the tears subside

I find it all so amusing



To think, I killed a cat

And may I say, oh no, not their way

"But no, no, not me"

"I did it my way"



For what is a brat, what has he got

When he finds out that he cannot

Say the things he truly thinks

But only the words, not what he feels



The record shows, I've got no clothes

And did it my way