http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_9x8BCCszA

Bravo ~~!!!
Your guitar song alwasy give me pleasure.
I had worked for 5 years in Navy of korea. My commander likes this music, "My Way". Somtimes he sings that song and he says to us.
" Our mother country has to become strong than Japan."
" Otherwise, we will be under the control of Japan again like the past."

I remember my commander during hear your song. Thanks a lot.
Have a good time.


My Way
- Frank Sinatra

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.
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!
Yes, it was my way...

My way is one of my favorite Karaoke songs. But I also love to listen to the Simon and Garfunkel song "Patterns" off the Parsley, Sage, Rosmary & Thyme" Album here are the words:

The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves,
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees,
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall,
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a childs uneven scrawl.

Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.

From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.

And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell,
And its fitting that it should,
For in darkness I must dwell.
Like the color of my skin,
Or the day that I grow old,
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.

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Sorry I haven't heard that. I know a few songs by that group
If I have the mp3 I can come up with some thing.
Thanks for the feed back.

I have not been able to find it "Patterns" as an mp3 if you find it let me know my record does not play as well as it use to

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