Elvis Presley - My Wayadd

F#           A#m
And now the end is near
         C#m                D#7
and so I face the final curtain
   G#m                       G#m7
My friend, I'll say it clear
              C#7                 F#
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain

      F#                         F#7
I've lived a life that's full
           B                   Bm
I traveled each        and every highway
    F#               C#                        B   F#
And more, much more than this, I did it        my way

  F#                    A#m
Regrets, I've had a few
          C#m               D#7
but then again, too few to mention
  G#m                   G#m7
I did what I had to do
           C#7               F#
and saw it thru without exemption

  F#                         F#7
I planned each chartered course
               B             Bm
each carefull step along the by way
    F#                C#                          B   F#
And more,  much more than this, I did it  my way

                F#                     F#7
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
           B
when I bit off  more than I could chew
            G#m7                        C#
But thru it all, when there was dout
         A#m              D#m
I ate it up, and spit it out
            G#m7              C#                      B   F#
I faced it  all, and I stood tall, and did it my way

      F#                              A#m
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
            C#m                D#7
I've had my fill, my share of losing
    G#m                      G#m7
And now,  as tears subside
          C#7      F#
I find it all so amusing

   F#                      F#7
To think I did all that
           B                  Bm
and may I say,         Not in a shy way
   F#                C#                  B   F#
Oh no,         oh no,         not me,         I did it my way

              F#                       F#7
For what is a man, what has he got
          B
if not himself, then he has not
           G#m7                   C#
To say the things he truly feels,
            A#m                D#m
And not the words of one who kneels
           G#m7                    C#                 B   F#
The record shows I took the blows, and did it my way
           G#m7                    C#                       B   F#
The record shows I took the blows, and did it my way