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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )5 W) _. [$ T9 b
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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+ {: Y6 t! w7 S( t; |8 RAnd now, the end is near;
% \3 i* W) o7 ]6 h) }And so I face the final curtain.
2 {8 E: X# V3 s# F* R* r$ l( a- sMy friend, I'll say it clear,$ P( `& A3 c$ [2 [* e
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain." \3 Q2 j$ f3 ?, w8 n
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I've lived a life that's full.
& l5 l0 D* B2 E9 A1 N& o8 sI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
$ m& p1 s! R! FBut more, much more than this,/ R X* u: y9 L
I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;+ c! a N' c9 ]; `; N8 ?; N
But then again, too few to mention.
3 r o, R; b% j- oI did what I had to do
" Z1 J% B' N! j" O+ j9 K- }And saw it through without exemption.
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, U. F! N7 T6 ?( f/ L/ M4 |I planned each charted course;' M2 F/ Y) m* s" B( }. P1 l
Each careful step along the byway,4 j4 p& m g( ?) _: T/ {
But more, much more than this,; p; z% L6 o, n$ q) o& W
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
: s8 Q* S( g) c, I4 A) QWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
# [( ^) K9 ?2 v6 Y8 I: u( EBut through it all, when there was doubt,
' U' E6 I# {5 P! l/ }6 S) N& @I ate it up and spit it out.
* u( D& W( e' Y# g' s# l* t+ q0 zI faced it all and I stood tall;
' k7 c7 X# L7 X% R/ dAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
" s7 R7 X M( q, A& c$ T( Q3 F% GI've had my fill; my share of losing.
) M0 N; j: P' \8 ~4 {* CAnd now, as tears subside,
9 u+ M6 I: T. i* b/ R. PI find it all so amusing.
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% i# c! I* S! U4 o+ zTo think I did all that;0 F! _4 P. A& D' @1 M E3 K6 u" B
And may I say - not in a shy way,% V& a( h; z7 |& z" ^
'No, oh no not me,' B/ W% t5 Z$ C* x% v: ?
I did it my way'.0 {! y F5 G: v, W
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For what is a man, what has he got?6 z6 k- W% K2 I5 ^3 P
If not himself, then he has naught.1 R* E. F7 ]* v- p/ a4 j
To say the things he truly feels;
$ v3 m* `5 n+ w, YAnd not the words of one who kneels.
3 i4 M" o. I/ b- @5 B% K9 H7 }The record shows I took the blows -( {; P+ L! J1 J1 z! [ q4 Y) w3 ]
And did it my way! |
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