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 
4 BAR 
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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 
4 BAR 
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THEN 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 
4 BAR 

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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