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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra ): u$ I9 g% T9 l: L% I6 Z9 T) N
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;' z" z0 y  [1 G3 L5 M* H# ?2 b& B
And so I face the final curtain.1 \# f. p+ \0 s1 z, c0 R
My friend, I'll say it clear,
( k7 k( ?+ L( kI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.5 [1 U3 ~7 W6 A. v1 ^3 y+ u
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
) I1 s+ M. d! ?" y6 k! ^$ D- _But more, much more than this,
' i+ U1 I( G. l$ x! t$ ZI did it my way.: |& X# i: Z  ?- b' |

7 L1 {+ Q0 I" }1 {1 M7 FRegrets, I've had a few;6 S$ X- C" g5 m8 v) p
But then again, too few to mention.; j  [; x5 A0 ?3 m
I did what I had to do& S$ Q% q6 Z5 g* I
And saw it through without exemption.
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2 x" ^, G' F- c1 z, K2 L( K7 Y' c) W, @4 FI planned each charted course;
, a! d6 B3 f0 r6 XEach careful step along the byway,
& \& q$ o6 ]9 x+ X- I- o2 UBut more, much more than this,& u% K, G( O7 q0 e+ T/ H
I did it my way.  P1 y' P  E6 F5 Z7 Y- y

6 Y% m& Q. G, e% h2 jYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew$ k$ R; c  i! a+ b8 l; ~2 J
When I bit off more than I could chew.
* `$ ?7 d( i7 L) Y9 z3 @) IBut through it all, when there was doubt,
8 O7 Z% ^( l7 KI ate it up and spit it out.+ E2 z' J3 a! e1 P2 Q7 `0 U9 [
I faced it all and I stood tall;
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2 Z3 K  F7 `# u8 W, \I've loved, I've laughed and cried.! T4 v- W( Z6 m" y& _
I've had my fill; my share of losing.. }( t; B9 F. G1 v
And now, as tears subside,! A+ V3 T. k7 k: m6 o
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;# n. |# }( a* q6 e( b4 O
And may I say - not in a shy way,
8 i5 q5 u2 {! |8 t'No, oh no not me,7 S  Z# ~: d7 r, ]6 `3 N/ ]7 t
I did it my way'.2 K0 c+ j- F5 o. t( g8 n3 W5 L
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For what is a man, what has he got?
8 q, G/ h' u( `7 t+ {* b* S7 vIf not himself, then he has naught.% p7 g+ B: S: n, N" v( y$ k
To say the things he truly feels;
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The record shows I took the blows -
3 a% O' x8 U/ Z2 zAnd did it my way!