When I was seventeen It was a very good year It was a very good year For small town girls and soft summer nights We'd hide from the lights on the village green When I was seventeen
When I was twenty-one It was a very good year It was a very good year For city girls who lived up the stairs With all that perfumed hair And it came undone When I was twenty-one
Then I was thirty-five It was a very good year It was a very good year For blue-blooded girls of independent means Who'd ride in limousines And their chauffeurs would drive When I was thirty-five
When I was fifty-three It was a wonderful year It was a wonderful year To find the girl I'd call my own A place where I belong And she'd love only me When I was fifty-three
But now the days grow short I'm in the autumn of my years And now I think of my life As vintage wine from fine old kegs From the brim to the dregs And it poured sweet and clear It was a very good year
[00:13.08]When I was seventeen [00:18.17]It was a very good year [00:24.98]It was a very good year [00:28.62]For small town girls and soft summer nights [00:36.92]We'd hide from the lights on the village green [00:49.04]When I was seventeen [00:51.94] [01:10.08]When I was twenty-one [01:16.65]It was a very good year [01:22.75]It was a very good year [01:27.00]For city girls who lived up the stairs [01:35.20]With all that perfumed hair [01:40.36]And it came undone [01:47.34]When I was twenty-one [01:51.31] [02:09.07]Then I was thirty-five [02:15.15]It was a very good year [02:20.89]It was a very good year [02:25.13]For blue-blooded girls of independent means [02:32.56]Who'd ride in limousines [02:39.31]And their chauffeurs would drive [02:44.55]When I was thirty-five [02:48.59] [03:05.13]When I was fifty-three [03:11.62]It was a wonderful year [03:17.35]It was a wonderful year [03:21.19]To find the girl I'd call my own [03:29.41]A place where I belong [03:35.44]And she'd love only me [03:41.23]When I was fifty-three [03:43.87] [04:01.61]But now the days grow short [04:07.56]I'm in the autumn of my years [04:13.85]And now I think of my life [04:17.43]As vintage wine from fine old kegs [04:25.72]From the brim to the dregs [04:31.70]And it poured sweet and clear [04:37.43]It was a very good year
