Frank Sinatra, My Way (1967)
^{Key: :[A#] (w: Jacques Revauw, Claude Francios, english lyrics by Paul Anka)}

VERSE 1:
And [A#] now, the end is [Dm] near
And so I [Fm6] face, the final [G7] curtain
My [Cm] friends, I'll say it [Cm7] clear
I'll state my [F7] case, of which I'm [A#] certain

CHORUS 1:
I've [A#] lived a life that's [A#7] full
I've travelled [D#] each and every [D#m] highway
And [A#] more, much more than [F7] this
I did it [Cm7] my [A#] way

VERSE 2:
Re-[A#]-grets? I've had a [Dm] few
But then a-[Fm6]-gain, too few to [G7] mention
I [Cm] did, what I had to [Cm7] do
And saw it [F7] through without ex-[A#]-emption

CHORUS 2:
I [A#] planned each charted [A#7] course
Each careful [D#] step along the [D#m] byway
And [A#] more, much more than [F7] this
I did it [Cm7] my [A#] way

BRIDGE 1:
Yes, there were [A#] times, I'm sure you [A#7] knew
When I bit [D#] off more than I could chew
But through it [Cm7] all, when there was [F7] doubt
I ate it [Dm7] up and spit it [Gm] out
I faced it [Cm7] all and I stood [F7] tall
And did it [Cm7] my [A#] way

VERSE 3:
I've [A#] loved, I've laughed and [Dm] cried
I've had my [Fm6] fill, my share of [G7] losing
But [Cm] now, as tears sub-[Cm7]-side
I find it [F7] all so a-[A#]-musing

CHORUS 3:
To think I did all [A#7] that
And may I [D#] say, not in a [D#m] shy way
Oh [A#] no, oh no, not [F7] me
I did it [Cm7] my [A#] way

BRIDGE 1:
For what is a [A#] man? What has he [A#7] got?
If not him-[D#]-self, then he has not
To say the [Cm7] things he truly [F7] feels
And not the [Dm7] words of one who [Gm] kneels
The record [Cm7] shows I took the [F7] blows
And did it [Cm7] my [A#] way

OUTRO:
[A#] [A#7] // [D#] [D#m] // [A#] [F7 open]
Yes, it was [Cm7] my [A#] way