When Do I Get To Sing My Way
SparksVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
No, no use in lecturing them, or in threatening them
They will just say "who are you"
Is that a question or not, and you see that the plot
Is predictable, not new
But you're still stunned at the things you will do
No, no use in taking their time or in wasting two dimes
On a call to God knows who
When all you feel is the rain and it's hard to be vain
When no person looks at you
So just be gracious and wait in the queue
So when do I get to sing "My Way"
When do I get to feel like Sinatra felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
When do I get to do it my way
When do I get to feel like Sid Vicious felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
Yes, it's a tradition they say, like a bright Christmas Day
And traditions must go on
And though I say, yes I see, no I really don't see
Is my smiley face still on?
Sign your name with an X, mow the lawn
They'll introduce me, "Hello, hello"
Women seduce me and champagne flows
Then the lights go low, there's only one song I know
There, this home which once was serene, now is home to the screams
And to flying plates and shoes
But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years
Not a moment I could choose
And not one offer that I could refuse
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Readable chord sheet for When Do I Get To Sing My Way by Sparks
[Dm]No, no use in lecturing them, or in threatening t[F]hem They will [Am]just say "who are [Dm]you" Is that a question or not, and [F]you see that the plot Is pre[Am]dictable, not [Dm]new But you're still stunned at the things you will [C]do No, no use in taking their time or in wasting two dimes On a call to God knows who When all you feel is the rain and it's hard to be vain When no person looks at you So just be gracious and wait in the queue So [Am]when do I get to sing "[Em]My Way" [Am]When do I get to feel like S[Em]inatra felt [Am]When do I get to sing "[Em]My Way" In [Dm]heaven or hell [Em]When do I get to do it [Am]my way [Em]When do I get to feel [Am]like Sid Vicious felt [Em]When do I get to sing "[Am]My Way" In [Dm]heaven or hell Yes, it's a tradition they say, like a bright Christmas Day And traditions must go on And though I say, yes I see, no I really don't see Is my smiley face still on? Sign your name with an X, mow the lawn [Em]They'll intro[Dm]duce me, "[Am]Hello, hello" [Em]Women se[Dm]duce me and [Am]champagne flows Then the [Em]lights go low, there's only one song I [Am]know There, this home which once was serene, now is home to the screams And to flying plates and shoes But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years Not a moment I could choose And not one offer that I could refuse