My Way

Herman Brood

Miscellaneous

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 loved a life that's full

I traveled each and every highway

And more, much more than that,

I did it my way...

Regrets, I 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 highway

And more, much more than that,

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... 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 words he truly feels

and not the words of one who kneels,

The record shows I took the blows

and did it my way...

Oh, no, oh, no, not me,

I did it my way...