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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
9 G* O# f, `3 ?- Q" f7 G  a- BWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault+ U) k8 \; y% K2 ?, M3 ?
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  R1 q' V6 f  T8 m3 |3 oAnd now, the end is near;7 u6 u! f+ @& I2 G
And so I face the final curtain.% D2 S" A. o! a+ G! @* i
My friend, I'll say it clear,
/ p- Q$ k: D7 G9 FI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.+ t( @  a' g8 s1 a
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I've lived a life that's full.0 l1 q2 I% W6 ~" f
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
' D7 {; V& z8 Y/ vBut more, much more than this,
: M0 R( h( x* z8 O. F' II did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;* K. V& m: ]  n7 g
But then again, too few to mention.
, R+ d9 Z9 S& T; UI did what I had to do# l& Q2 `$ [0 g+ \/ {; U
And saw it through without exemption.
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- l4 R. L( v6 a  B3 v2 r; JI planned each charted course;
0 {$ p3 ^, O0 `$ E# REach careful step along the byway,
- ]4 `) N' T% {2 |, OBut more, much more than this,
. D0 d8 a. J1 V* Y7 L5 s5 gI did it my way.$ Y& X) j. ^. a
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew* N- t5 ]! l1 u& m
When I bit off more than I could chew.$ U  I2 l1 p* z- z
But through it all, when there was doubt,. Q* U$ G7 y; H4 F  e$ ]" ^4 c
I ate it up and spit it out.! I9 Z! H; q) b+ _& w) {
I faced it all and I stood tall;% p% w9 y& t+ M: U
And did it my way.6 @+ M1 s/ Z. G0 O8 e9 B: N
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
1 y4 C# ]+ e. y% S/ X5 B; Z7 `1 I5 ~I've had my fill; my share of losing.- z: _* Q3 {) \. E: F
And now, as tears subside,9 B! x/ a* p1 z8 Y: J' N" r2 d
I find it all so amusing." E7 |" \2 Q, S5 P* A

) u7 y0 R1 r$ w: l+ d: _To think I did all that;
& A" V5 G8 L+ p& }4 m+ o- d) [And may I say - not in a shy way,$ i3 N0 b* t! y2 l; ]& G9 z+ J
'No, oh no not me,; m1 P* V" Z, [5 G# C% J: k
I did it my way'.+ c" G& b1 F& T3 z( O9 P
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For what is a man, what has he got?9 d- Z7 K7 Z/ L! ~# _5 n" A, `
If not himself, then he has naught.
1 _; L4 Z/ \+ S& N4 mTo say the things he truly feels;, `8 T# B' v+ X% X2 Q" O" {
And not the words of one who kneels.  P2 K7 c! \" ?
The record shows I took the blows -
7 H$ ], v9 u$ G) T/ D- _- Y/ i7 ?And did it my way!