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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )- z  l2 l* A7 T- L& L
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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4 [* \9 j* w$ [) c( tAnd now, the end is near;
0 {4 f2 n# i' e1 z% ^! t; q7 P) P1 EAnd so I face the final curtain.
: y; s  D3 A0 G# SMy friend, I'll say it clear,6 F4 U9 G+ a/ Y- `6 G% o; o
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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5 U7 _: R5 `5 o3 U0 yI've lived a life that's full.# y! Y0 r2 Z& T- N( q- {
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
7 D7 Q0 ~5 \& d  ~- R" ~But more, much more than this,
- ~9 y1 C6 S! K$ `9 OI did it my way.
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* w$ R, H% \$ V$ ]) a# @' \1 nRegrets, I've had a few;
" u3 h$ m0 b6 s. dBut then again, too few to mention.) a/ _+ a: w- ~& K9 f( U% b6 h1 k
I did what I had to do
4 T5 X6 {: p/ C; fAnd saw it through without exemption.5 s7 e, Q* n& U2 W7 E' m
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I planned each charted course;
8 s& {. d! p& Q" h+ `8 g4 nEach careful step along the byway,, z4 b6 r& q' C8 ^( _
But more, much more than this,0 H' z) ]  }: y: i
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
% l& y1 p4 T8 W3 @When I bit off more than I could chew.
, ?/ G# z  n8 U! L: gBut through it all, when there was doubt,
, I3 b& s5 }. \: oI ate it up and spit it out.! X- n( d1 S6 c
I faced it all and I stood tall;* j) ^+ \  B. }% O& t
And did it my way.: ~- k) [% M0 G/ Z0 x2 \0 A, A

, D; W5 O+ v9 \5 WI've loved, I've laughed and cried.7 k; T  C$ L" ~3 G
I've had my fill; my share of losing.8 d) w( {% V8 r6 c/ Y/ v( u
And now, as tears subside,
) N$ K$ h+ }+ W2 N' OI find it all so amusing.: k& @- j, ^/ ^2 _

+ ?3 w  M1 k2 e/ NTo think I did all that;- E4 m$ M% R. t+ V- U4 v; u
And may I say - not in a shy way,
& v# Y5 y: k4 B+ h'No, oh no not me,+ z* w2 K$ A$ E- W
I did it my way'.. D  F+ V4 z4 k7 t( O8 d

7 ?' W* n! d$ m$ YFor what is a man, what has he got?# }$ v$ f3 W! B3 `! M" X
If not himself, then he has naught.
9 P6 _3 y3 y1 l' n- W% c% {8 @6 S5 }To say the things he truly feels;
* b8 V5 Q% F/ Q( S1 j4 cAnd not the words of one who kneels.
9 o+ u& m/ g$ Q! f; [The record shows I took the blows -
& d7 `4 E. U. W! c" h4 q" b! MAnd did it my way!