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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )( \6 v& ^6 {1 g9 b
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault' S2 U! o, M2 C+ |0 ], J/ g
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; ?2 ]: A' ], i- b2 K7 ~And now, the end is near;' Y( B$ W F) I+ S- a# O
And so I face the final curtain.
+ Y) }6 e+ p Z* L9 J6 H1 b& m1 uMy friend, I'll say it clear,. e9 v4 H+ s8 `3 n+ D0 R
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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" H- s2 M' ^8 iI've lived a life that's full./ h, i; M! L! p* W, b+ q
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;# \& c. s5 s: v( k
But more, much more than this,# M7 F& F* A- M
I did it my way.
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: D5 o8 h4 n) {: kRegrets, I've had a few;
2 v% ~, b; s( F6 n& iBut then again, too few to mention.
( V' M, M* g ]0 G7 r' A+ _: r8 PI did what I had to do
1 i0 |, l& r9 g7 xAnd saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
1 L- d7 A4 d- u, s* O$ R: W' CEach careful step along the byway, v' b, w K2 M/ S: }1 {7 N3 I7 t6 P
But more, much more than this,
" g8 f/ O) J3 j. l' v9 NI did it my way.; Y6 Y& k6 N4 d
2 @0 n! q7 q7 @7 c; kYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew+ B$ M) y" p/ I1 |3 U. C7 x
When I bit off more than I could chew.( B1 ?5 q" k' _
But through it all, when there was doubt," X( e$ k1 ^/ F3 ]& A( B, Q
I ate it up and spit it out.. x& i% r" A; @( h" S) @3 c
I faced it all and I stood tall;
: U* e2 `# H# @And did it my way.
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+ g: c! U+ P* R L: ~) AI've loved, I've laughed and cried.& j6 u3 Y/ F0 Z6 m
I've had my fill; my share of losing.; s+ b! k4 u4 v8 `7 ~4 k9 w9 ]7 s
And now, as tears subside,9 G8 w6 e$ Z9 Z+ T4 R
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;0 o% [3 ~, F3 B) e
And may I say - not in a shy way,
8 x8 P, D9 q$ k# K'No, oh no not me,+ [$ N5 q6 J) g3 S" ^" U$ n
I did it my way'.% D1 \, T' [4 h9 [* a
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For what is a man, what has he got? U* Q$ ?( `, W: Y
If not himself, then he has naught.
6 W% ^- v h+ m( Q! ]To say the things he truly feels;, T* _) v5 Q8 r- _
And not the words of one who kneels.
" ^; N2 U! C$ j1 D1 @' @( F8 DThe record shows I took the blows -. f0 ]; s6 i: z+ ?! D' T: |* f b
And did it my way! |
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