My Way Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

My Way Songtext

Here again is the classic by Paul Anka
I hate this song, I hate it
I got it up to here, so
Like Scooby Dooby Doo
But I'm sure glad he wrote this song
I bought a lot of pizza pies with this one
Did you ever have pizza at Patsy's on 117th Street?
Greatest in the world, there ain't nothing like that
I don't care where the hell you go
All over Italy you'll never get anything like that

And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll make it clear
State my case, of which I'm certain

I've lived, lived a life that's full
Travelled each and every highway
And more, 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
I saw it through without exemption

I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the by-way
And more, more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times
I guess you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But with it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up then spit it out
I grew tall through it all
And did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all amusing

To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
No, 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

My way


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Christa Lina Betz

Great song



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