Regrets, I’ve had a fewBut then again too few to mentionI did what I had to doI saw it through without exemptionI planned each charted courseEach careful step along the bywayAnd more, much, much moreI did it, I did it my way
Yes, there were times I’m sure you knewWhen I bit off more than I could chewBut through it all, when there was doubtI ate it up and spit it outI faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got?If not himself then he has naughtNot to say the things that he truly feelsAnd not the words of someone who kneelsLet the record shows I took all the blows and did it my way