Elvis Presley - My way

And ^Cnow, the end is ^Emnear; and so I ^E7face the final ^A7curtain. My ^Dmfriend, I ll say it ^Dm7clear, I ll state my ^G7case, of which I m ^Ccertain. I ve ^Clived a life that s ^C7full, I ve traveled ^Feach and every ^Fmhighway And ^Cmore, much more than ^G7this, I did it ^Dmmy ^Cway.

Re^Cgrets, I ve had a ^Emfew; but then a^E7gain, too few to ^A7mention. I ^Dmdid what I had to ^Dm7do, and saw it ^G7through without ex^Cemption. I ^Cplanned each charted ^C7course, each careful ^Fstep along the ^Fmbyway And ^Cmore, much more than ^G7this, I did it ^Dmmy ^Cway.

Yes, there were ^Ctimes, I m sure you ^C7knew, when I bit ^Foff more than I could ^F7chew. But through it ^Dm7all, when there was ^G7doubt, I ate it ^E7up and spit it ^Amout. I faced it ^Dm7all and I stood ^G7tall; and did it ^Dmmy ^Cway.

I’v^Ce loved, I ve laughed an^Emd cried, I ve had my ^E7fill; my share of ^A7losing. And ^Dmnow, as tears sub^Dm7side,

I find it ^G7all so a^Cmusing. To ^Cthink I did all ^C7that; and ^Fmay I say not in a ^Fmshy way, oh ^Cno, no not ^G7me, I did it ^Dmmy ^Cway.

For what is a ^Cman, what has he ^C7got? If not him^Fself, then he has ^F7naught. To say the ^Dm7words he truly ^G7feels; and not the ^E7words of one who ^Amkneels. The record ^Dm7shows I took the ^G7blows, and did it ^Dmmy ^Cway.