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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )$ `. P' O: L/ W5 \9 p! k4 v
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault3 l' ]' w% `. c5 j( Y
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" m+ C* G6 k, i6 }& uAnd now, the end is near;
, N0 K" r/ C2 @And so I face the final curtain.
9 W7 H& I3 [7 r3 |My friend, I'll say it clear,
) ]& H p% B/ G4 i/ A+ e LI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.) S) C, Y$ h# j5 P# f, e$ l% D
+ G" n) q4 H7 W- uI've lived a life that's full.
7 g( \" Y9 ]. c; B. uI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;$ n7 j$ ?, {7 t& ~
But more, much more than this,2 G: E: X0 d5 F/ A
I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;, `- \7 Y: F( T6 B6 R% u* u( R) F
But then again, too few to mention.
8 p" \( M: j6 v7 jI did what I had to do
0 P2 y) V3 w, w9 a- c2 N, T% }# }And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;$ W+ |+ r* l2 M }% w4 v5 j9 w
Each careful step along the byway,' j3 x2 o7 ~ t- p* E
But more, much more than this,; |6 y h z/ O* R, S$ ]7 W
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew- o/ k( u; J+ t/ P: q3 L/ j5 U
When I bit off more than I could chew., W& M' ]1 _) n: D1 \5 A
But through it all, when there was doubt,
6 J# O4 ]0 l+ x) E1 O2 CI ate it up and spit it out.
' i8 u; S: B6 s; o1 N: r5 gI faced it all and I stood tall;
' l* z5 c8 D$ RAnd did it my way.
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$ z( o0 R8 x& X. e: z+ i1 p- ]$ ?I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
0 j4 G4 j2 C( N1 LI've had my fill; my share of losing.# B& h8 b* J' r$ r: Q8 V- Q7 A% A
And now, as tears subside,3 Z: U9 p9 J3 ~8 h+ A% ^% o1 A
I find it all so amusing.4 Z* t) L) T5 R) B5 p
" B: {+ {5 q# }: \+ e, ^6 ATo think I did all that;6 ^8 s! v/ G# a9 {. w
And may I say - not in a shy way,
7 d5 o7 z* V% u7 A; y' y2 ]$ s'No, oh no not me,
4 ?% w6 O, I3 L, M+ t# rI did it my way'.
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5 Q8 j7 n$ S7 t6 p4 pFor what is a man, what has he got?
2 Q5 t7 W6 k% E5 g0 XIf not himself, then he has naught.. g% A9 |8 @% M! t
To say the things he truly feels;" D; r) {& H2 g
And not the words of one who kneels.% g, f) P0 a* c1 p) j0 i
The record shows I took the blows -
: K7 F' C. z# R8 v$ OAnd did it my way! |
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