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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
- z* [' e+ b: ?% u# X% M& y2 dWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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0 g% Q0 }+ R1 ]And now, the end is near;1 l: n* b( I5 p" f
And so I face the final curtain., g* r( x- k' ~. z# @9 B
My friend, I'll say it clear,
8 i; i6 v" k8 d* Q! cI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
. Q5 f0 M( \0 W- s! h* R4 FI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
* E  M, Q' z7 @8 \9 ^But more, much more than this,4 k( A8 T$ H( y
I did it my way.: v$ o- N: `/ F' I3 K
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Regrets, I've had a few;% z3 x' s! r+ O0 I) r6 Y- o
But then again, too few to mention.6 J# m0 ^1 o$ k( ]9 m. N+ l' u
I did what I had to do/ o/ f* e$ e, U* g/ x4 e8 O  k
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
1 E* ^) I; L; x& `0 _5 `Each careful step along the byway,# H  A- v- w7 U8 ?; M; X
But more, much more than this,9 x& w; {: E3 I+ J, N9 R0 d
I did it my way.% _1 H; d* }' ^3 S7 `7 f
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew# M) e: Z4 u6 Z# }& F2 v0 y
When I bit off more than I could chew.
$ @& `& g; _# w4 ^2 SBut through it all, when there was doubt,5 q' I$ r) d# j: I; t8 k$ d
I ate it up and spit it out.6 o4 B$ y+ K! W+ r" N* O
I faced it all and I stood tall;$ i& ?  T4 J, X' W; }3 S
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
! T1 X& A* |0 rI've had my fill; my share of losing.
: x0 \+ T. l# n$ kAnd now, as tears subside,
5 f" Z  a+ {3 H' r: TI find it all so amusing.) w& g# _1 q# @, t% g/ b# K1 B

/ H# @' R2 c, D4 NTo think I did all that;
1 ^6 M3 {$ _; U4 r5 K/ ^1 fAnd may I say - not in a shy way," c! @' q$ w  p# _) {  \+ `2 `
'No, oh no not me,
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% i- V- Y% r2 s( q& ?0 ZFor what is a man, what has he got?0 D( J  S, o9 G- _. D
If not himself, then he has naught.
; X# y- x" R$ T% bTo say the things he truly feels;
8 k0 s7 z; P: K5 S$ k+ I- j9 YAnd not the words of one who kneels.+ ~. U' W3 O' n8 n- p
The record shows I took the blows -
0 H5 c7 w3 |+ c# P' G, f: lAnd did it my way!