Lyrics Of Frank Sinatra

My Way

Anka/Francois/Reyaux/Thibault

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 ev'ry highway;

But 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 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,

"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!

Kaenpfert/Singleton/Snyder

Strangers in the night exchanging glances

Wond'ring in the night

What were the chances we'd be sharing love

Before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so inviting,

Something in you smile was so exciting,

Something in my heart,

Told me I must have you.

Strangers in the night, two lonely people

We were strangers in the night

Up to the moment

When we said our first hello.

Little did we know

Love was just a glance away,

A warm embracing dance away and -

Ever since that night we've been together.

Lovers at first sight, in love forever.

It turned out so right,

For strangers in the night.

Fred Ebb/John Kander

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today

I want to be a part of it - New York, New York

These vagabond shoes are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city that doesn't sleep

And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away

I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York

If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere

It's up to you - New York, New York

Cole Porter

My story is much too sad to be told

But practically everything leaves me totally cold

The only exception I know is the case

When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui

Then I suddenly turn and see

Your fabulous face

Chorus:

I get no kick from champagne

Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all

So tell me why should it be true

That I get a kick out of you

Some like the perfume from Spain

I'm sure that if I took even one sniff

It would bore me terrifically too

But I get a kick out of you

(Some like the bop-type refrain)

(I’m sure that if, I heard even one riff)

(It would bore me terrifically too)

(But I get a kick out of you)

(Some they may go for cocaine)

(I’m sure that if, I took even one sniff)

(It would bore me terrifically too)

(But I get a kick out of you)

I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me

I get a kick though it's clear to see, you obviously do not adore me

I get no kick in a plane

Flying too high with some gal in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do

But I get a kick out of you

C. Carson Parks

I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time

To spend an evening with me

And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chance

You won't be leaving with me

And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place

And have a drink or two

And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid

Like: "I love you"

I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies

You heard the night before

And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true

It never seemed so right before

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say

To make the meaning come through

But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late

And I'm alone with you

The time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red

And oh the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid

Like: "I love you"

("I love you, I love you,...")

Mancini/Mercer

Moon River wider than a mile

I'm crossing you in style someday

All the dream makers, you heartbreaker

Wherever you're going I'm going your way

Two drifters off to see the world

There's such a lot of world to see

We're after the same rainbows

And waiting round the band

My huckleberry friend, Moon River

And me