Sunday coming down

As we wind down the weekend (after 5p.m. here)  I thought that before you go forward into the week ahead,let’s go back in time to an era that many of us may not know so well,to an era of romance and black and white movies. Even if you are not familiar with this Crooner, the lyrics of his music make it through the time machine and you’ll most likely be familiar with the more recent cover versions of his music. Enjoy and here’s a special shout out to Pri at  thatmishmash, add to my list if you like:-)






Frank Sinatra – My Way Lyrics

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,
“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!

Yes, it was my way.


16 thoughts on “Sunday coming down

    1. Oh I’m sure Tracy would love it if you paid him a visit. Here is the link:
      Glad you liked the post. We moved into our current house in October 2014 and it has a street with antique shops. I’ve bought a few small things there and there’s one special place which has a fairytale coffee shop upstairs. I take my 14 year old daughter there especially on cold days when you can have hot chocolate and freshly baked scones. She loves its old world feel where they have jukeboxes and you can listen to Frank Sinatra or further back to the gramaphone music of people like Peggy Lee and Sarah Vaughn. They also sell those basins and Water Pitchers/jugs my grandmother used to have. So yes – thinking about Frank, is thinking about another era:-)

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