And now, the end is near

And so I face the final curtain

You cunt, I´m not a queer

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

I´ve lived a life that´s full

And each and every highway

And yet, much more than this

I did it my way



And yes, 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 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 just as before

And did it my way



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