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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )& ^& K. D3 R0 G  a
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault4 V0 M; @7 G* e8 o3 n, D2 l4 c; [' `

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And now, the end is near;
9 t& J( E! L( X, W& C( B2 dAnd so I face the final curtain.
! i6 W0 w- c1 mMy friend, I'll say it clear,7 X& z% v: c( N. _+ f: F  ~$ _
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.  U1 h! A) h  e% h- c* ]( P& u

  D; R! A4 X, r: |- }I've lived a life that's full.
7 y1 w! M8 l" u6 g" n9 VI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;( N4 P3 L$ [5 g( _
But more, much more than this,
& u+ p/ M9 c8 t5 n- _I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
" F/ `* A$ N: h0 @But then again, too few to mention.  Y3 x' L4 s/ ?" v" v
I did what I had to do
8 j; ~  v! c* A8 v0 s( kAnd saw it through without exemption.
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8 L  j) y" _2 z9 ?I planned each charted course;
6 G7 W* t( r  j) ZEach careful step along the byway,
3 B1 |% Y9 C/ e: U* h" S$ C5 zBut more, much more than this,
8 B* N3 `! ~: C3 w: g$ y! e# TI did it my way.
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8 n' n3 ?! c  p# u. b" oYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew" |9 s: G' e# b' F+ z
When I bit off more than I could chew.6 G8 b( g5 f; p4 F6 g  x
But through it all, when there was doubt,
! @. a' {& p. T2 w( t8 yI ate it up and spit it out.( `1 |  ^/ A/ S
I faced it all and I stood tall;
; L4 d1 U3 A8 l; RAnd did it my way.( {7 R: s6 m& g9 `; `# n
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.* P/ O3 S, W" C) M
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
' M: v  a+ R) RAnd now, as tears subside,) G! q% N( W1 d2 i5 k: u' Y0 r
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
/ m& A5 b" E, ?; j* oAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
* C' `+ F# m" m3 O'No, oh no not me,
- T' N# T$ `* @I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
- E0 v9 L) B3 \" ]2 b$ p3 c0 i0 xIf not himself, then he has naught.$ H4 D$ u+ P0 [9 _: U
To say the things he truly feels;
- C' t/ T8 D; T1 Y+ MAnd not the words of one who kneels.
! C, h4 J+ ^, R- e. L2 [4 h8 z! X" MThe record shows I took the blows -
8 e/ f+ d+ ~0 T- O5 ?+ PAnd did it my way!