My Way

Many times, I wanna argue someone about reasons.
And again as I see the paradigm, way of thinking;
It’s quite obvious that bias as nothing for them to accept that they have.

The worst way of fail is not to fail at all.

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I love this both version of this song.
First one is “I think” original, and second is live version.

Two different styles.
Which one that you like?

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[audio:FrankMyWay.mp3]

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’ve 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.
But 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 shaded my tears, 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 show the world of what he feels,
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows,
And did it my way!

Yes, it was my way.

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[audio:BobMyWay.mp3]

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’ve 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.
And 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 tears, my feel 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.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
And through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
And that goes, the record shows
I took the blows,
And did it my way!

I did it my way.

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