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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )( C/ e& u  ^: n6 I4 R* b
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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% p, T1 ~. a! c# [! m% K' p  |5 tAnd now, the end is near;6 q( j! i3 R  I2 j; t
And so I face the final curtain.2 [# R- X* C# ~  |. R+ m! H
My friend, I'll say it clear,
0 R( x% F: z* g& q* v# _( C& BI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.; i" L5 U+ O  d' V
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
/ o3 w$ h) P8 {# @, k4 ABut more, much more than this,
/ L" Y4 R0 n: l$ O0 TI did it my way.
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% Y4 p( X% O% Z, d  A9 X; m! K2 bRegrets, I've had a few;) [4 p7 ^3 ]6 m5 x+ D( s. m
But then again, too few to mention.1 p4 u6 ~/ B  k7 Z
I did what I had to do4 v6 \3 T/ @$ @( g8 h% E3 R3 `
And saw it through without exemption." t) c( `% w% a
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I planned each charted course;, N1 g* V/ n, B8 }# [1 y# m% K6 F7 n
Each careful step along the byway,) T, e2 W, g/ d- w
But more, much more than this,3 E0 D4 A, L# n! i& J
I did it my way.9 ?4 J8 G% Y- y" P1 p  X. O1 I
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew* k3 q6 E0 E8 j2 s( @2 H7 E
When I bit off more than I could chew.
6 `" u# U$ v. `5 b- G  c' dBut through it all, when there was doubt,3 X5 G; C) [) J2 }4 j2 ]
I ate it up and spit it out.# f" f& B; ?0 Z' V! K& G" g2 b
I faced it all and I stood tall;
/ ]+ Z  N- `& u' {* k& z2 PAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
6 t! X( h0 ^5 h9 A& h5 l" p7 X1 J; jI've had my fill; my share of losing.
- g9 k8 `# X3 c' L& LAnd now, as tears subside,6 j' H6 \4 z6 T! d9 }" R6 Q
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
4 y2 u0 l" }# [1 g2 wAnd may I say - not in a shy way,% }. ~7 D+ P1 S
'No, oh no not me,1 T' d' `5 `6 X9 B0 ^; k# Y% e
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?4 a$ p, H+ ^2 K! c2 ~0 j! u
If not himself, then he has naught.
) F0 A0 E8 g& h8 p8 [: d2 hTo say the things he truly feels;) s! O6 g, `  p
And not the words of one who kneels." D; K+ q' E9 J5 d  Z
The record shows I took the blows -
( H3 v# S' W7 Z' ~And did it my way!