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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )/ C- Q/ `$ O* x# b9 l, p; v. `
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault# F B% C3 W$ u& h/ Y2 H' d3 T+ ?
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" |( h7 @5 \' D9 N% IAnd now, the end is near;
2 @$ W7 k f3 h' Q2 BAnd so I face the final curtain., y- ?3 v" Y) g" J4 }* ]& _
My friend, I'll say it clear,* [! b7 e8 m; Y( l
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.) Z4 D, ~* c% s, u# t/ w8 _7 k+ L
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
' r7 T: V, W# K9 ^! Y/ v7 u3 EBut more, much more than this,7 L# Z- O# W4 h
I did it my way.
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' h2 L$ u* k2 T7 g P8 RRegrets, I've had a few;
, J7 }! s6 g! p7 }( [' {But then again, too few to mention.
! N6 f3 M2 c" S4 H( z# RI did what I had to do" X2 `. C1 y7 o
And saw it through without exemption.
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! w4 ` E- |5 N8 a }0 OI planned each charted course;* \+ n( [: V' }! L
Each careful step along the byway,& j0 `; J: e1 H9 s
But more, much more than this,
1 o' t$ |' C9 e2 M& ZI did it my way.
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1 K( f8 {$ _+ B) C% I- P: [4 G! YYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
Q" `' S+ C( H* U% q& K* b1 ?When I bit off more than I could chew./ n. `7 Y) l0 g# |
But through it all, when there was doubt,
- H& F, W' ]! J4 I: p/ f4 J; CI ate it up and spit it out.
, p8 M" L9 @: vI faced it all and I stood tall;5 E' [: V$ |+ L: d/ d1 q, w: f
And did it my way.0 T E1 h( {4 |# O* p4 x
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
& N. Y) R! g, h; RI've had my fill; my share of losing.
9 }7 O8 I1 t3 _! r7 f2 ^And now, as tears subside,/ X) I! V% ^: x ^) P
I find it all so amusing.
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6 z+ n( T. I) v+ p3 gTo think I did all that;8 H4 G0 l& x; S" O
And may I say - not in a shy way,. [7 d' h" M: l! ]; z X! C
'No, oh no not me,
- X1 E# u, e! s4 WI did it my way'.( h4 a' q- D* G& A) e* T
9 T' M1 p% y1 h7 r# LFor what is a man, what has he got?& |( i$ z0 ] i' Z1 p' j
If not himself, then he has naught.* t/ ?/ j6 \- x- J
To say the things he truly feels;
& u* U8 C4 }% nAnd not the words of one who kneels.
6 o ^. s7 q) R" ^6 c9 uThe record shows I took the blows -& F2 {1 T' T- B- @. ^
And did it my way! |
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