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.


And through it all, when there was doubt,


I ate it up and spat 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!