My Way And now, my life's begun And so I face the open curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I'll live a life that's full I'll travel each and every highway But more, much more than this I'll do it my way Regrets, I'll have a few But then again, too few to mention I'll do what I have to do And see it through without exemption I'll plan each charted course Each careful step along the byway But more, much more than this I'll do it my way Yes, there'll be times, I'm sure of it When I'll bite off more than I could chew But through it all, when there is doubt I'll eat it up and spit it out I'll face it all and I'll stand tall And do it my way I'll love; I'll laugh and cry I'll have my fill - my share of losing And then, as tears subside I'll find it all so amusing To think I'll do all that And may I say - won't be a shy way, "No, oh no not me, I'll do it my way". For what is a man, what will he have? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels I'll tell you now - I'll take the blows - And do it my way! by John E. Tran