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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )' T+ k$ h" O  q3 E/ W6 x/ W2 Y6 [
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault0 }5 V4 W0 |. H9 W. @
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And now, the end is near;# g  L1 D1 S0 W, p# S4 L& R
And so I face the final curtain.
4 o% a6 J- `& M9 B2 u  D& eMy friend, I'll say it clear,
* l3 B% f  r+ W! \; `% t2 O7 d+ JI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.3 r8 @' x* L& x( k- H3 u) I" E
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I've lived a life that's full.! e2 O% {: z+ h
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
  \1 d6 G- L/ DBut more, much more than this,
; i+ F. F, {  T8 N2 I& L( Q/ AI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
) B: Y. S  t9 C* iBut then again, too few to mention.* L4 W: P# S% n0 u7 C6 n' f3 O7 v
I did what I had to do
2 w9 \; Y  ]( ?* R9 u0 AAnd saw it through without exemption./ A' H  `8 C: Z' f$ [! v
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I planned each charted course;
* j5 X2 ^: i# QEach careful step along the byway,, V4 D# b, H, r) G- C2 W% k
But more, much more than this,
9 i: T) d) f) s/ q% i# rI did it my way.
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$ L! ]2 }$ n4 O! UYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
. V2 Q% G) ^/ @( f9 N0 s' A) AWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
; O  X4 k+ T4 a8 CBut through it all, when there was doubt,
/ s) k  K9 u3 E3 s0 t! I* z2 JI ate it up and spit it out.7 T' t: h/ }& ^& u2 O
I faced it all and I stood tall;
; m7 D# ?% ~; N6 cAnd did it my way.
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6 h) ^6 N( d' n3 s3 ^I've loved, I've laughed and cried.# l, U8 }8 u! K/ K' ?2 s! T
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
1 o/ r* O1 m' P4 H2 v% WAnd now, as tears subside,. {5 Z- k/ S  u/ r' U
I find it all so amusing.1 s0 x$ x# }* X: p' l- k5 v

9 W$ T& U* h( B* ~7 m& d% bTo think I did all that;
! \6 S: E' A, c0 [And may I say - not in a shy way,0 X8 L$ m) F+ C2 f$ r0 e0 l: n! v
'No, oh no not me,, B1 a, S% a: p) n5 E) j' [
I did it my way'.  v1 A* e( O# o) F) O" E7 E
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For what is a man, what has he got?
: q5 @+ W2 I0 g% O5 e( S9 LIf not himself, then he has naught.7 y" X7 K2 e% f3 V1 o
To say the things he truly feels;
8 b4 i( ?" w! V2 ?* Y- |And not the words of one who kneels./ z0 y' B8 T% [. E
The record shows I took the blows -& J5 C! ?0 Y1 i4 T9 D( B
And did it my way!