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My Way

by Frank Sinatra

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Chords & Lyrics, etc.
Version
1
Created by
Bagus
Created
5/19/2026
Updated
5/19/2026
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Intro: D  |  D

    D                           F#m.                  Am                   B7
And now, the end is near,  And so I face, the final curtain.
   Em                          Em7.                        A7                             D
My   friend, I'll say it clear,  I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
       D                           D7                            G                         Gm
I've lived, a life that's full,  I've traveled each, and every highway.
         D                                    A7                 G    D
And more, much more than this,  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 chartered course, Each careful step, along the byway.
And more, much more than this, I did it   my way.

                           D                                D7
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
                  G
When I bit off, more than I could chew.
                        Em                            A7
But through it all, when there was doubt,
         F#m7                  Bm
I ate it up, and spit it out.
               Em                     A7
I faced it all, and I stood tall,
                  G    D
And 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.


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, N.C.       G  D
And did it my way.


D  C  B  G  Gm
D  D/C#  Bm
(instrumental)


A          G   D
Yes it was my way