Sides face, grand square
*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
4 ladies chain, across the ring
You chain them back, roll promenade
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

*Yet there were times that I knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up, I spit it out

*For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has not
To say the words he truly feels
And not the words he would reveal

Heads (sides) pass the ocean, ladies trade
Recycle round and then you pass thru, touch 1/4 there
Walk & dodge you know, partner trade and then
Pass the ocean, swing thru 2 by 2
Swing thru again, boys cross fold
Swing the corner and promenade
And more, much more than this
I did it my way