Singer - Frank Sinatra
And (C) now, the end (Em) is near,
And so I (Gm) face, the final (A7) curtain.
My (Dm) friend, I'll say (Dm7) it clear,
I'll state (G7) my case, of which (C) I'm certain.
I've (C) lived, a life (C7) that's full,
I've traveled (F) each, and every (Fm) highway.
And (C) more, much more (G7) than this,
I did it my (F) way (C)
Regrets, (C) I've had a few, (Em)
But then (Gm) again, too few to (A7) mention.
I did, (Dm) what I (Dm7) had to do,
And saw (G7) it through, without (C) exemption.
I planned, (C) each chartered (C7) course,
Each (F) careful step, along (Fm) the byway.
And (C) more, much more (G7) than this,
I did it (F) (C) my way.
Yes, there (C) were times, I'm (C7) sure you knew,
When I bit off, more (F) than I could chew.
But through (Dm) it all, when there (G7) was doubt,
I ate it (Em7) up, and spit (Am) it out.
I faced it (Dm) all, and I stood (G7) tall,
And did it (F) (C) my way.
I've (C) loved, I've laughed (Em) and cried,
I've had (Gm) my fill, my share (A7) of losing.
And (Dm) now, as tears (Dm7) subside,
I find (G7) it all so (C) amusing.
To (C) think, I did all (C7) that,
And may (F) I say, not in a (F7) shy way.
Oh, (C) no, oh, no (G7) not me,
I did (F) it my (C) way.
For what (C) is a man? What (C7) has he got?
If not himself, then (F) he has naught.
To say the (Dm) things, he truly (G7) feels,
And not (Em7) the words, of (Am) one who kneels.
The (Dm) record shows, I took (G7) the blows,
And (F) did it my (C) way.