My way

When I was young
My mother said to me, son
You better get a hold on yourself
'Cause there are things expected from you

You must go to school
And then get a job
At the local factory
Think of your father, how proud he would be

But I will never be the way they want me to be
'Cause I will never see the things they want me to see

I do it my way

They try to watch my every step
But I take one step beside
I'm going further and further away
I'm going out for a ride

Oh mom, I know you've been weeping
Oh mom, I know you've been sad
But I will not regret my life when I get old
For the times I've never had