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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
* l9 z5 s$ |* Y, N3 o- g+ L9 \Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault9 l0 _% N. z( f8 L" j0 {: x1 ~8 Q6 T
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And now, the end is near;; w: ?& d$ _5 l6 P' o" L* m
And so I face the final curtain.
; W& A$ _" ^' U& ^* q' V; ^" D2 pMy friend, I'll say it clear,
' I) P! t7 u3 k' Q9 l, ?6 m) \I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.; o& `3 M. N9 A

$ D2 c" g- ]. F% O/ m% UI've lived a life that's full.* ?* h% r! O5 K! S3 U2 G
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;, M# b+ s- J; U% s% X/ [) D
But more, much more than this,* q' w9 I* z6 i% @
I did it my way.5 A7 O# d; C5 A

# s) X8 H! L2 w+ i1 J; w  G0 o  _Regrets, I've had a few;5 X* W7 V6 {9 K9 n
But then again, too few to mention./ |% o6 L5 e! p; k
I did what I had to do
0 ~/ j& _* {3 D/ u8 n! }# yAnd saw it through without exemption.
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% _( g/ n9 o7 A) T  m- @* s6 aI planned each charted course;
) x  C" F9 |& B$ _Each careful step along the byway,
* J- G1 d+ o) C$ Y: V2 g% Z2 TBut more, much more than this,
+ N* e3 H! C8 EI did it my way.
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! B4 n/ V7 k2 b+ l& L/ zYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew+ j7 u9 D8 v7 H
When I bit off more than I could chew.
$ H1 v( p) p2 j3 ^7 D( T% CBut through it all, when there was doubt,! X, k2 h# ^0 C4 n4 p* }
I ate it up and spit it out.
8 v. f1 b! Q4 v- FI faced it all and I stood tall;$ Q/ {  o, B# _# z
And did it my way.# e, t7 o% c; ]" P$ V( k
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
* x1 d4 R* D, FI've had my fill; my share of losing.# ^7 o- f3 B% V/ k- u
And now, as tears subside,
$ Z, }3 u/ m( F. l) p8 z+ dI find it all so amusing., T: Q  k5 O6 ]7 r% r; t# O8 q
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To think I did all that;
; Q3 h- y, p$ b" |4 l. d/ x* TAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
9 x7 G7 ^# @) i9 _'No, oh no not me,
0 Y8 \$ \4 j% T+ _I did it my way'.7 @; k* Z7 L% g( j) a
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For what is a man, what has he got?1 u0 n4 M4 m0 U. Z/ L" ?
If not himself, then he has naught.% {2 E+ P4 u  `- u7 g! ?
To say the things he truly feels;7 J& R+ E) n9 F, k% n/ ]! U
And not the words of one who kneels.' `! U$ p% M6 Q+ z8 T% j
The record shows I took the blows -
7 h$ g  p2 A/ ~. {And did it my way!