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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )4 W: h1 m/ f& c* Y- d6 Y8 d S' j/ n
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault2 B9 F1 j. R1 L* o6 u, u
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And now, the end is near;
z# ]& B6 V" KAnd so I face the final curtain.
, B1 D, |# N' r+ kMy friend, I'll say it clear,
) r" R% B& `: K2 e( BI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.6 }2 A3 z8 K2 ^) v( w" u9 g
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I've lived a life that's full.
' ^6 T. q0 M$ X: w/ u5 C8 K( H! ]4 rI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;: B" ]! e$ b9 `( E
But more, much more than this,
, [+ f0 _6 Y5 u3 O$ V0 {I did it my way.
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9 [" f) ] m6 s% k2 k! gRegrets, I've had a few; X' J+ t% G# x/ f- p0 h
But then again, too few to mention.0 D4 l8 Q7 n3 E2 w9 H
I did what I had to do
+ J, K) V) h; f7 a2 e( {And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
/ G( o- n7 t4 W0 jEach careful step along the byway,+ x! N% @% m+ B1 L5 N4 p
But more, much more than this,
% t) E, v+ M# ~& }I did it my way.0 R. l4 J) a# w1 c
9 i1 _- T" n" w* o$ {" [Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew& I* o" S. m% Z/ p
When I bit off more than I could chew.
* Z6 Z* j/ d1 T+ d' hBut through it all, when there was doubt,$ p! m/ E* D9 @ L _
I ate it up and spit it out.
( e) L- A& A# z) l( Q8 AI faced it all and I stood tall;2 h- H+ H/ t% H( _
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
% k. S9 O2 U7 r/ o, GI've had my fill; my share of losing.- K0 B$ p6 d; i& N N5 |
And now, as tears subside,
& ~9 D+ W7 V0 Q' dI find it all so amusing.; ]$ w3 v; B, Y& r9 z
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To think I did all that;
0 Y$ O" H P- p( G: ^1 QAnd may I say - not in a shy way,$ e* r. F( w5 F; @2 s/ L% q6 i
'No, oh no not me,+ L+ M) T! f9 Z
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
5 A, p" Y. w. ]7 f& m7 s: G8 U9 VIf not himself, then he has naught.0 z( y4 ^% M' {3 D/ S
To say the things he truly feels;
1 i& Y; N V1 f gAnd not the words of one who kneels.
# m/ L: R, o7 F4 d' }1 kThe record shows I took the blows -1 ^' b, K' s% h
And did it my way! |
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