Try this:

Willie’s version
Frank Sinatra – My Way (1969)

Da’s version
Elvis Presley-My way

Angel’s version
Robbie Williams – My Way

Marnie’s version
The Sex Pistols – My Way

Donna Williams, BA Hons, Dip Ed.
Author, artist, singer-songwriter, screenwriter.
Autism consultant and public speaker.
http://www.donnawilliams.net

I acknowledge Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people as the Traditional Owners of this country throughout Australia, and their connection to land and community.

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Awesome

Reflection, shared giggles, and dimples.
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