Lyrics:
did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the words he truly feels
And not the words of one who
has naught
Pero la vida es siempre así
Y si lloré, también reí
The record shows we took the blows
And did it my way
Dejé, sé que dejé
Por
We've always thought
Knowledge is naught,
We should be taught to dance,
Right here at Tate
We're up to date,
We teach a great new dance,
I did it my way
What is a man, what he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
Not the words of one who kneels
poor and the baby was thin
'Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment
poor and the baby was thin;
'Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment
loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down.
Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line.
Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train.
One day
Because, you come to me
With naught save love
And hold my hand and lift mine eyes above
A wider world of hope and joy I see
Because you come
When first I saw the love-light in your eyes
I dreamed the world held naught but joy for me
And even though we drifted far apart
I never dream but
When first I saw the love-light in your eyes
I dreamed the world held naught but joy for me
And even though we drifted far apart
I never dream but
I Don't Care If His Bankroll Totals Naught,
For We Can Live On Love And Food For Thought.
If He's A Scholar, When I See Him I'll Holler,
My Lad, I'm
I did it my way
What is a man, what he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
Not the words of one who kneels
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
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
the newspapers
Every day for naught on a year
They say we got tangled in a love triangle
A fatal game of truth or dare
But the truth remains a mystery
you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
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
deadly woe
Deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight
On Earth is not his equal
With might of ours can naught be done
Soon were our loss
For what is a woman, what has she got
If not herself, then she has naught
To say the things she truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
Because you come to me with naught save love
And hold mine hand and lift mine eyes above
A wider world of hope and joy I see
Because you come
he has naught
Not to say the things that he truly feels
And not the words of someone who kneels
And the record shows
I took all the blows
Because you come to me with naught save love
And hold mine hand and lift mine eyes above
A wider world of hope and joy I see
Because you come
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
deadly woe
Deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight
On Earth is not his equal
With might of ours can naught be done
Soon were our loss
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