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(Brief intro)
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...
(Brief instrumental)
When I was twenty-one it was a very good year,
It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair, and it came undone.
When I was twenty-one...
(Brief instrumental)
When I was thirty-five it was a very good year,
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls of independent means,
We'd ride in limousines, their chauffeurs would drive.
When I was thirty-five...
(Brief instrumental)
But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year,
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs,
From the brim to the dregs, it poured, sweet and clear.
It was a very good year...
(Brief out)
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