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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
7 W$ `7 ]- F- S! EWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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5 w J. \ ^& g( r# lAnd now, the end is near;
( ^: n* S6 X3 Y: K, J5 oAnd so I face the final curtain.
; }4 d, G: ?" G2 cMy friend, I'll say it clear,
" o% z" t8 t4 b' a8 DI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
- ^5 P& w4 \3 uI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;. P7 t* ]5 o3 A+ r# T$ h4 {
But more, much more than this,
% f4 _4 x9 ~* r5 YI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;- l! T' V- `. o+ ^4 V7 `0 ~$ X6 S
But then again, too few to mention.2 Z* `2 e- ~% d. R. p9 b0 s! s
I did what I had to do( H: u4 d3 b) Z" s
And saw it through without exemption.4 @) u8 J' |6 h5 X5 Q# H
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I planned each charted course;
! X! d' I( \/ J* o$ WEach careful step along the byway,3 u) `" J; ?* D
But more, much more than this,6 W6 s* T P; ~* B: _
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew" b; ?5 e6 w# j# O
When I bit off more than I could chew.9 P+ m! T: [' U, L, s
But through it all, when there was doubt,7 S# i7 D6 H. ]
I ate it up and spit it out.
0 \' _$ k6 A. ?/ y! b8 [% @I faced it all and I stood tall;
# D% L. H7 `9 u7 FAnd did it my way.- G0 h% U, _# g' D7 O2 l" p9 Z
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
! d4 ?1 S2 y# w/ N& `7 lI've had my fill; my share of losing.
+ q9 p+ {2 E7 |% o5 w" Z) MAnd now, as tears subside,! t( M# t1 Z" P% ?4 S( ~, h- p
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;$ N4 M; \* j" m! r
And may I say - not in a shy way,
- c) _( m5 {4 J% O* R5 d2 ^' k'No, oh no not me,
& Z4 u7 G/ z9 H. G# c3 PI did it my way'.4 k+ q) i( A' Y% m
l: `2 a. ~& D9 I0 n% pFor what is a man, what has he got?" i1 ]$ X. A! u$ A7 B: B
If not himself, then he has naught.
6 D$ W+ o) ]# k, \) WTo say the things he truly feels;3 K# H8 F, Y' n* z1 g
And not the words of one who kneels.% `' B3 h( F( X7 V) a
The record shows I took the blows -8 O# J* b* l5 C# P3 f' }1 z
And did it my way! |
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