My Way
To the tune of My Way as performed by Frank Sinatra. Dedicated to all those toxic leaders in Christian organizations. And, yes, there is a story behind this. But it's not for me to tell.
| New Lyrics | Original Lyrics |
| And now, numbers are low And so we face a looming closure. The blame, that awful stain, Mottles my chest, yet it's not my fault. I claimed the Word of God Enforced His way as I did learn it. And so, just for Him, I did it MY way. |
And now, the end is here 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 traveled each and ev'ry highway And more, much more than this, I did it my way |
| Regrets, no they're not mine Others may have - and so true, justly. The devil spoke to them. Sin entered in-to our enclosure. "It's them!" that are to blame. They did step off along the byway. And so, just for Him, 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 noted your Sin breaking through. I marked it down Into my book. I chastized you and spit you out. I fixed you all and I stood tall and 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 |
| No love - it's just a flaw. No compromise, I am determined. To do the will of God, Unshakeable, stiff and rigid. Pharisees, here am I, Let me now join your hallowed numbers. "Honestly? Not for He, I 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" |
| How can I lead if I'm not right? I force my will, with all my might. Their sin I flog, I'm demagogue. I must be strong. It's my swan song. The records show I won't eat crow. 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! | Yes, it was my way |
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