My Way(Cavaco chords)

	        as recorded on 'The Great Rock´n´Roll Swindle'

(Guitar picking while Sid singin alone)

    E               Emaj7
And now, the end is near
         Bm6            C#7
And so I face the final curtain
    F#m             F#m7
You cunt, I'm not a queer
              B7                E
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
     E                  E7
I've lived a life that's full
    A              Am
And each and every highway
    E                   B
And yet, much more than this
         F#m7 E 
I did it my   way

(Guitar starts - Band comes in...Rock´n´Roll- In believe they play Powerchords without the 7th)

(Verse 1)
E
Regrets I've had a few
                           C#
But then again, too few to mention
  F#m               
I did what I had to do
         B               E
I saw it through without exemption
     E                    E
I've planned each charted course
             A              Am
Each careful step along the highway
    E                    B
And more, much more than this
         E
I did it my way


(Verse 2)
           E
There were times,
             E
I'm sure you knew
               A
When there was fuck, fuck
                 A
Fuck all else to do
               F#m
But through it all,
               B
When there was doubt
          G#m             C#(7)
I shot it up or kicked it out
            F#m         B
I faced 'em all and the world
           E(9) E
And did it my   way


(Verse 3 - same as Verse 1)
E
I've loved and been a snide
                              C#
I've had my fill, my share of losing
    F#m
And now the tears subside
          B      E
I find it all so amusing
   E                 E
To think, I killed a cat
            A              Am
And might I say not in the gay way
   E              B
Oh no, oh no, not me
         E
I did it my way


(Verse 4 - same as Verse 2)
              E
For what is a Brit,
            E
What has he got
              A           A
When he wears hats and he cannot
        F#m             B
Say the things he truly feels
             G#m              C#
But only the words Of one who kneels
           F#m                B
The record shows, I've shot a bloke
           E(9)  E
And did it my    way


Solo  in  E   - End
	        

Written by Paul Anka/Claude François/Jacques Revaux/Gilles Thibaut