Frank Sinatra
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 lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and every highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it 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.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and 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 things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows –
And did it my way!Yes, it was my way.
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 lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and every highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it 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.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and 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 things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows –
And did it my way!Yes, it was my way.
This song always reminds me of a man who never followed in anyone’s footsteps.
A man who stood tall and stood proud.
Who raised his children to the best of his ability and who lived his life in an honest and noble way.
This man, I will forever be grateful to call my father.
Who every step of the way, lived life, his way.
Happy 56th Birthday Daddy!
Gone but never forgotten.
In loving memory.
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