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...
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...
