And nCow, the end is nCmaj7ear;
And so I facEm7b5e the final cA7(sus4)ur tA7ain.
My frDmiend, I'll say it clDm/Cear,
I'll state my cG7/Base, of whGich I'm
cCsus4er tCain.
I've lCived Cmaj7 a life that's fEm7b5ull. A7/E
I've travDmeled each and ev'ry hFm(add2)ighway;
BFm(add2)ut mCore, much more than thGis,
I did it mDm/Fy G7(9sus4) wCay.
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 charted course;
Each careful step along
the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were Ctimes,Cmaj7 I'm sure you knC7(9)ew C7(b9)
When I bit F/Coff Fmaj7 more than I could chF6ew.
But through it F6all, when there was
dG7oubt,
I ate it Em7up and spit it Amout.
I faced it Dm7all and I stood tGall;
And did it mDm/Fy G7(9sus4) wCay.
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,
"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 -
And did it my way!