101. My Way
(Frank Sinatra-P. Anka,
J. Revaux, G. Thibaut,
C. Franqois)
And now, the end is near
and so I face
the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case,
of which I'm certain.
I've lived
a life that's full,
I traveled each
and every highway.
And more,
much more than this,
I did it my___ way.__
Regrets, I've had a few,
but then again,
too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
and saw it through
without exemption.
I planned
each charted course,
each careful step
along the byway.
And more,
much more than this,
I did it my___ way.__
Yes, there were times,
I'm sure you knew,
when I bit off
more than I could chew.
But through it all,__
when there was doubt,__
I ate it up
and spit it out.__
I faced it all__
and I stood tall__
and did it my___ way.__
I've loved,
I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill,
my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing,
to think I did all that
and may I say,
not in a shy way.
Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my___ way.__
For what is a man,
what has he got?
If not himself,
then he has naught,
to say the things__
he truly feels__
and not the words__
of one who kneels.__
The record shows__
I took the blows__
and did it my___ way!___
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Yes, it was
my___ way.___