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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
  ?- |6 U* f% d7 x6 i* jWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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$ l( h! s0 _2 bAnd now, the end is near;  T# ?$ V0 w! N% C4 v
And so I face the final curtain.
6 u) {: B2 }/ I) c+ eMy friend, I'll say it clear,; k# n' l6 z6 O- ]3 u
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.! G+ N1 o) K: @3 M7 Z& Z0 I8 Y9 ]$ w. U

& Q6 F, B" e& a9 eI've lived a life that's full.
5 n2 _+ E8 H& W3 q3 S& oI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
6 K  t8 C/ L( a- @But more, much more than this,
! Z  C+ B  Z- X! ZI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;) N$ Q3 Y" n# P2 F4 c
But then again, too few to mention.
3 Y' I$ R/ v' h$ o) z4 q0 r  b6 mI did what I had to do
& z- s$ t/ ~# T2 {7 _And saw it through without exemption.
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2 `) r' Z1 x  R, O: r, P2 Y( ]! y, wI planned each charted course;
0 `; P5 U" e% r7 c* |6 m. }Each careful step along the byway,
" c2 D8 m. J5 n" I8 OBut more, much more than this,9 w, m$ t( z+ q2 n
I did it my way.- R; d- `4 ^$ U  B$ f- P

; D" q% e: T6 q1 H& u, G4 XYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew* I7 z$ h# S' t9 I" n
When I bit off more than I could chew.
3 t/ s0 _6 L7 y" a: oBut through it all, when there was doubt," O$ Y3 m6 q4 c9 r/ j
I ate it up and spit it out.
0 s+ R( y( B+ UI faced it all and I stood tall;
' g# {! L. k7 i; B5 V& D% ?& @And did it my way.+ l; S; L  {6 q  R

* x$ Y1 R+ @- _1 U3 EI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
- c6 }  z  _! i: P" t7 i' I6 S5 cI've had my fill; my share of losing.
+ b- C/ X. k+ x2 w# bAnd now, as tears subside,) X3 }, }9 ]: L! C/ ?
I find it all so amusing." R8 S# B9 n+ g8 m1 k% T6 r
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To think I did all that;/ W. B; I) Y, B$ u3 O
And may I say - not in a shy way,) c2 ~, l* u$ X  e, X5 G
'No, oh no not me,
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# J- Q# c: p3 p# g1 EFor what is a man, what has he got?
6 m' D5 X% H0 Z9 kIf not himself, then he has naught.
: ~6 h' S7 _/ d' G7 sTo say the things he truly feels;
& v3 z' o" A2 U3 R' v# |; ZAnd not the words of one who kneels.8 `6 k: n* ~8 Y0 ~/ u8 L
The record shows I took the blows -" X& F( w# a6 M5 M9 Q8 @' l
And did it my way!