According to the My Way Songfacts, this originated as French song called Comme D'habitude (translation: "As Usual") by Claude Francois . The French version tells the story of a man, living the end of his marriage, love killed by the boredom of everyday life.
Paul Anka discovered this song while visiting France, and re-wrote the lyrics as "My Way." Upon returning to the US, he gave it to Frank Sinatra, and it became one of his signature songs. Read Full BioAccording to the My Way Songfacts, this originated as French song called Comme D'habitude (translation: "As Usual") by Claude Francois . The French version tells the story of a man, living the end of his marriage, love killed by the boredom of everyday life.
Paul Anka discovered this song while visiting France, and re-wrote the lyrics as "My Way." Upon returning to the US, he gave it to Frank Sinatra, and it became one of his signature songs. Anka's lyrics changed the meaning to be about a man looking back fondly on a life he lived on his own terms.
Best crooner ever lived, just so easy as Frank sang, if somebody likes to compare THE Voice no other singer can ever replace him or just imitate this guy!
Unforgetable voice, nice lyrics highly recomendable!
Lyrics:
And now, the end is here
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 ev'ry 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!
"enstrumental"
Yes, it was my way
Original French lyrics:
Je me lève et je te bouscule
Tu n'te réveilles pas
Comme d'habitude
Sur toi je remonte le drap
J'ai peur que tu aies froid
Comme d'habitude
Ma main caresse tes cheveux
Presque malgré moi
Comme d'habitude
Mais toi
Tu me tournes le dos
Comme d'habitude
Alors je m'habille très vite
Je sors de la chambre
Comme d'habitude
Tout seul je bois mon café
Je suis en retard
Comme d'habitude
Sans bruit je quitte la maison
Tout est gris dehors
Comme d'habitude
J'ai froid
Je relève mon col
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
Toute la journée
Je vais jouer
A faire semblant
Comme d'habitude
Je vais sourire
Comme d'habitude
Je vais mÆme rire
Comme d'habitude
Enfin je vais vivre
Comme d'habitude
Et puis
Le jour s'en ira
Moi je reviendrai
Comme d'habitude
Toi
Tu seras sortie
Et pas encore rentrée
Comme d'habitude
Tout seul
J'irai me coucher
Dans ce grand lit froid
Comme d'habitude
Mes larmes
Je les cacherai
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
MÆme la nuit
Je vais jouer
A faire semblant
Comme d'habitude
Tu rentreras
Comme d'habitude
Je t'attendrai
Comme d'habitude
Tu me souriras
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
Tu te déshabilleras
Comme d'habitude
Tu te coucheras
Comme d'habitude
On s'embrassera
Comme d'habitude
(originally edited by Tedtrivia
Paul Anka discovered this song while visiting France, and re-wrote the lyrics as "My Way." Upon returning to the US, he gave it to Frank Sinatra, and it became one of his signature songs. Read Full BioAccording to the My Way Songfacts, this originated as French song called Comme D'habitude (translation: "As Usual") by Claude Francois . The French version tells the story of a man, living the end of his marriage, love killed by the boredom of everyday life.
Paul Anka discovered this song while visiting France, and re-wrote the lyrics as "My Way." Upon returning to the US, he gave it to Frank Sinatra, and it became one of his signature songs. Anka's lyrics changed the meaning to be about a man looking back fondly on a life he lived on his own terms.
Best crooner ever lived, just so easy as Frank sang, if somebody likes to compare THE Voice no other singer can ever replace him or just imitate this guy!
Unforgetable voice, nice lyrics highly recomendable!
Lyrics:
And now, the end is here
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 ev'ry 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!
"enstrumental"
Yes, it was my way
Original French lyrics:
Je me lève et je te bouscule
Tu n'te réveilles pas
Comme d'habitude
Sur toi je remonte le drap
J'ai peur que tu aies froid
Comme d'habitude
Ma main caresse tes cheveux
Presque malgré moi
Comme d'habitude
Mais toi
Tu me tournes le dos
Comme d'habitude
Alors je m'habille très vite
Je sors de la chambre
Comme d'habitude
Tout seul je bois mon café
Je suis en retard
Comme d'habitude
Sans bruit je quitte la maison
Tout est gris dehors
Comme d'habitude
J'ai froid
Je relève mon col
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
Toute la journée
Je vais jouer
A faire semblant
Comme d'habitude
Je vais sourire
Comme d'habitude
Je vais mÆme rire
Comme d'habitude
Enfin je vais vivre
Comme d'habitude
Et puis
Le jour s'en ira
Moi je reviendrai
Comme d'habitude
Toi
Tu seras sortie
Et pas encore rentrée
Comme d'habitude
Tout seul
J'irai me coucher
Dans ce grand lit froid
Comme d'habitude
Mes larmes
Je les cacherai
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
MÆme la nuit
Je vais jouer
A faire semblant
Comme d'habitude
Tu rentreras
Comme d'habitude
Je t'attendrai
Comme d'habitude
Tu me souriras
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude
Tu te déshabilleras
Comme d'habitude
Tu te coucheras
Comme d'habitude
On s'embrassera
Comme d'habitude
(originally edited by Tedtrivia
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My Way
by Frank Sinatra
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll make it clear
I'll state my case, of which I am certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more
I did it, 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, much more
I did it, 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, whenever there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it, did it my way
I've loved, laughed and cried
I've had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find that it's all so amusing
And 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
Not to say the things that he truly feels
And not the words of someone who kneels
The record shows I took all the blows
And did it my way
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE, JEUNE MUSIQUE EDITIONS
Written by: Claude Francois, Gilles Thibaut, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Frank Sinatra
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll make it clear
I'll state my case, of which I am certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more
I did it, 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, much more
I did it, 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, whenever there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it, did it my way
I've loved, laughed and cried
I've had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find that it's all so amusing
And 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
Not to say the things that he truly feels
And not the words of someone who kneels
The record shows I took all the blows
And did it my way
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE, JEUNE MUSIQUE EDITIONS
Written by: Claude Francois, Gilles Thibaut, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Timothy Phung
If this isn't playing at my funeral, I'm not even coming.
Captain Deadeye
the body gets up and it's just like "why they not playing good song. aight imma head out"
Fernando Benito
@Swing DaWing fuck you
Tawananyasha Locadia Mukaro
What in the flip😂😂
GbanditoZino
I understand this minus the imbisiles taking shit
wonderpup 1
@TheParanormalGamingNetwork dude, if you need anything else to say, say it to me, I can take it
Thebluedud
My grandfather who was a big fan of Sinatra passed away earlier today. Here's to you, old man. I'm going to miss you.
Edit: Thank you everyone, for your support!
Caleb Ellerbee
Your grandfather was a man of taste
M Thury
In my will. To be played at my wake
Ebony Fisher
@martin gz I'm so sorry, but I seen it and I just NEED to ......
Don't cry for him Argentina!
Again sorry